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xForeverLovedx
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September 17, 2012 4:46pm UTC

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heyystories
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September 16, 2012 8:57pm UTC

Heart Reserved For One ♥
(Based on Boys Over Flowers)
Prologue
“Courtney!” my mom yelled.
“What?” I shouted back, busy ironing the customer’s clothes.
“Can you deliver this school uniform to a guy named Johnny?” my mom requested.
My family and I own a laundromat. Our family doesn’t have much money, so I help them out with the laundromat business. I also have another job at a café as a waitress, working alongside with my best friend, Michelle.
“Sure mom, what’s the address?” I asked, stopping my work.
“Just deliver it at that overrated private school with the filthy rich snobs.”
My mom means Johnson Parker High School, the most exclusive and expensive school in the U.S. Only the richest kids in America are able to attend the school, unless you can get a scholarship. But the chances of someone, like me, getting a scholarship was one in a million. My grades are actually very good though; even I’m the best student in my school. But I never considered going to that school, because I never want to be in a school where I don't belong. Plus, my parents hates rich people, since all they like to do is show off their money.
For some reason, our laundromat is only a couple of blocks away from the big school.
I grabbed the expensive school uniform and hanged it on the hanger on my bike. I then got on my bike, and began riding my bike to the school. I always enjoyed riding my bike, because of the exercise and the view I enjoyed while riding my bike.
I finally got to the school, and placed my bike at the bike parking. I grabbed the uniform and began my search for the customer. Many of the students were staring at me as soon as I stepped foot in the school. They probably thought I was dirt. I didn’t have any designer clothes, or anything in the sorts. But I never thought that stuff like that matters. There isn't anything wrong with what I'm wearing anyways.
I ignored everyone that was staring at me, and continued to look for the customer.
"HEY, JOHNNY SAYS THAT HE'S GONNA JUMP OFF THE BUILDING! Follow me!" a student shouted.
All of the students immediately stopped everything they were doing and followed the student.
“Johnny? Isn't that the customer?” I whispered to myself.
I cluelessly followed the crowd of people running to a building and up the stairs. When I reached roof, it was very crowded.
“Excuse me” I said as I squeezed through the sea of people.
I finally got to the front, and see a boy standing at the edge of the roof, with blood streaming down his face. I gasped at the horrifying sight.
I tapped a girl to my right and asked, “Who is that?”
She scoffs before answering, “Some loser named Johnny. Thank God he’s going to kill himself. If he messes with my boys, he’s better off dead.”
Johnny then turns around to face the crowd, specifically four handsome boys. “Is this what you guys want? You all want me to die, right?” Johnny asked.
“Yeah!” I heard more than half of the crowd shouted. Are they serious?! I am so disgusted with the students in this school.
“Since you dare insult us, you deserve to die.” one of the guys stated. The other three handsome looking guys were by his side, which are clearly his best friends. There were also a lot of girls surrounding them, drooling over them. Someone was about to lose their life, but nobody even seems to care!
“If that’s what you want.” the boy last said before he jumped off the building.
“NO!” I yelled. I quickly ran to the edge of the roof and grabbed Johnny before he hit the ground.
And that was how I got in Johnson Parker High School.
Did you like it? I don't know if I'm going to continue the story. If a lot of people like it, I will. Maybe for 100+ faves? Idk, it depends. Please fave if you read the chapter and comment if you want to be notified for chapter 1, if I continue.

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Lizzie_143
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September 9, 2012 10:01pm UTC

I Love to Hate You
Chapter 8
"Zayn, people are going to be here any minute! Get out here!" I yelled, and he arrived in the kitchen moments later wearing jeans and a tshirt.
"I still don't understand why we're doing this." he said.
"It's a house party! You just moved in, it will be fun!" I said, grabbing his shoulders and convincing him.
"Fine. But we forgot food." he pointed out. Crap. How could I forget food?
"Okay, you stay here, I'll go get pizza or something." I said, walking out of the apartment and driving to the local pizzeria.
I returned an hour later with six pizzas, four bottles of soda, and two bags of chips. I knocked on the door, which was hard to do with my hands full.
"Here, let me help you." said a guy's voice, but I couldn't see who it was with the pizza boxes blocking my view.
"Thanks." I said, as he took a few boxes. I was then able to see who it was, and I immediately regretted accepting his help. It was Liam.
"No problem." he said, holding the door open for me. I walked in and set the food on the counter then turned to Liam.
"So, Zayn invited you? I didn't know you two were close." he said, suprised.
"Actually, I live here." I said, an edge in my voice.
"That's funny." he said, not laughing.
"I'm not joking. I've been looking for a roommate, and when Zayn dropped by looking for a place, he decided this would do. So we're roommates now." I said, my voice serious.
"Oh. He didn't tell me." he said, looking even more suprised, if not shocked.
"Yeah, well..." I said, trailing off and walking away. For some reason, he was annoying me today more than usual. I've decided not to forgive him yet. I was crazy to think I might have feelings for him.
"Let's play truth or dare!" Niall shouted, and I walked into the living room, where Zayn and his friends were spread out on the carpet.
"Okay, I'm in." I said, taking a seat next to Harry.
"Okay, Carly, truth or dare?" Liam asked me.
"Hmm.. truth." I said, choosing the easier of the two.
"Tell me why you hate me." he said.
"Liam, no. You know why I hate you." I replied.
"No I don't." he said.
"Yeah, I've always kind of wondered." Louis said, jumping in.
"Guys, stop. Really." I said. But they didn't.
"It can't be that bad, can it?" Zayn asked.
"Seriously, please stop." I said, on the verge of crying.
"Guys, stop." Harry said, realizing I was upset.
"No Harry. Stay out of it. Carly, why do you hate me?" Liam asked, not ready to back down.
"I-I..." I couldn't finish the sentence. I was NOT about to explain why I hated Liam Payne in front of all his friends, and some people I didn't even know.
"She doesn't even have a good reason." Liam said. I was so upset and angry right now, I just didn't know what to do.
"You're such an a$$hole Liam. Who talks and flirts with a girl for an entire summer, only to blow her off and make fun of her for the rest of her high school years?" I asked, the truth slipping out.
People gasped, and seemed shocked that Liam would do something like that.
"You completely blew me off after you told me you had feelings for me. You made me feel special, because I wasn't the prettiest girl or the funniest person. But Liam Payne wanted me. The popular runner liked me. Or at least I thought he did." I said, tears falling by now.
Liam just stared at me, his eyes apologetic.
"There you go. That's why I hate you. And there's so many more reasons." I said, storming out of the room.
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sorry I haven't uploaded in forever! i'm really busy with college classes, and I don't know if i can upload every day. I will try to do more on the weekends, but please be patient! love you guys!

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iloveeyoulots
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September 7, 2012 11:25pm UTC

how many times can we quote mean girls before it gets annoying?
the limit does not exist.
get it? :D

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Lizzie_143
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August 28, 2012 7:04pm UTC

I Love to Hate You
Chapter 1
"Are you almost ready Carly? We have to be there in twenty minutes!" Madison yelled.
"Yeah, I'll be right out." I replied, curling one last piece of my hair before feeling satisfied with my look. I decided to wear a pair of dark wash ripped skinny jeans, a white crop top with a black leather jacket, and matching black booties. The shirt was short enough to show off my cute belly button ring and toned stomach. I grabbed my telephone and slipped a hair tie on my wrist before walking out of the bathroom and out of my apartment. I swung my car keys around my middle finger, humming to myself.
Madison and I were on the way to the opening night of my karaoke bar. I loved to sing, but never let anyone know that. Now was my chance, a brand new start. So I took advantage of it.
We arrived five minutes late, and there was already a ling forming outside. I walked in the back entrance and saw everybody rushing around, trying to get everything perfect before the doors opened.
I know it sounds weird for a nineteen year old girl to be the owner and manager of a karaoke bar, but I have nothing else to do. And I took a lot of business and finance classes in high school, so I know my stuff.
"Okay, I think we're good to go!" I said into the microphone once I gathered the entire staff. Everybody cheered and I cut the rope in front of the doors, smiling for the cameras.
At around ten o'clock, the night was in full swing. Everybody seemed to be having a good time, with many people getting on stage to sing and people enjoying and ordering a lot of food. I smiled to myself, happy that things were going so well. At around ten thirty, I got up on stage and made an announcement.
"Thank you everyone for coming tonight! I'm Carly, and I'm the owner and manager of this karaoke club. Everybody having a good time?" I asked, my voice sounding hopeful. I got my response when everybody cheered.
"Sing us a song!" screamed somebody in the crowd. My face started to get hot, and I tried to politely decline that offer.
"Oh come on! A pretty girl like you has got to have a good voice!" someone else hollered, making me blush.
"Okay, okay. I'll sing song 115." I said, looking over at the DJ. He started playing the instrumental version of 'I Love Rock and Roll.' I belted it out, and everybody cheered after I left the stage, laughing. Tonight couldn't be any better. Actually, if I had friends to celebrate this with, then it would be a million times better. I walked around the room a few times, introducing myself to my guests.
At eleven o'clock, a group of teenage guys walked into the club. They were all wearing hoodies and sunglasses, which confused me, because it was night and kind of hot out.
I walked over to them and asked if I could help them.
"Yeah, we' d like to sing, if you don't mind." they said, and I pointed them to the stage. They walked up onto the platform and told the DJ they wanted to sing song number 438. The beat to 'What Makes You Beautiful' started playing through the speakers, and the first boy to sing sounded exactly like Liam Payne.
Wait a minute. The hoodies, the sunglasses, five boys, singing a certain song. No, it can't be. Could it? My question was answered when the boys reached the chorus, each one taking off their sunglasses and hoodies. I was shocked, and I'm sure it registered on my face. Not once did I think I would ever see Liam Payne again. I was actually kind of hoping I wouldn't. Maybe he wouldn't recognize me. I do look different than I did freshmen year.
The crowd went wild, and I figured this would be good publicity. I let them continue to sing, and walked into the back room. A few minutes later, Madison found me moping.
"What's wrong? One Direction's performing in your karaoke club!" she exclaimed, then realized what she just said.
"Oh my gosh. That must be so awkward." she said, and I nodded my head, my lips pursed.
"He probably doesn't even recognize me." I said, hoping it was true.
"Maybe he does. Because he just asked to speak with the manager." she said.
"Oh my god, no way. Tell him she's busy." I said, burying my head in my hands. This night was going so well, and then Liam had to come along and ruin it. Just like he ruined my high school life.
I walked an hour later, getting ready to close down for the night.
"Are you the manager?" asked a tan boy with dark brown hair and big brown eyes. Zayn.
"Yeah, hi." I said, putting on my fake smile and shaking his hand.
"Wow. I didn't think you'd be so young. Or beautiful." he said, biting his lip.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked, trying not to get caught up in his beauty.
"Actually, yes. You looked familiar to my friend, but he's too shy to talk to you himself. Would you mind speaking to him?" he asked me, and my heart started beating faster.
"Sure." I said, following him to where Liam was sitting.
"Here she is." Zayn said, gesturing to me.
"Hi, not to be weird or anything, but do I know you?" he asked.
"I don't think so. You don't look familiar." I lied.
"No, I definitely know you. What's your name?" he asked. Should I lie again?
"Carly." I said truthfully.
"Carly Thompson? Oh my gosh."
He remembered me.
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ZiZi123
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August 22, 2012 8:21pm UTC

I THREW A KID IN THE WELL,
DONT ASK ME I'LL NEVER TELL,
I WILL REGRET THIS IN HELL,
BUT HE WAS IN MY WAY.

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vbchickk25
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August 22, 2012 8:09pm UTC

DEAR EGNSLIH TECAEHR,
AS LNOG AS THE FSRIT & LSAT LTETER ARE IN THE SMAE PALCE, U CAN SILTL RAED TIHS.
SINCERELY,
SLPELNIG IS NOT TAHT IPMRONTAT

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sammyangel
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August 19, 2012 6:26pm UTC

If my husband was called "Jai" and we had a son
I would name it "Derulo"
Everyone would be like;
"It's Jai's son Derulo."
♥

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storypanda99
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August 18, 2012 9:16pm UTC

Well excUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUu se me.

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FramingMatthew
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January 2, 2012 1:18pm UTC

This really is the last time I'll get to go on Witty...
I'm in hospital right now, my family weren't even allowed to see me until last night. I wanted to talk to all of you people one last time, but the doctors wouldn't let my mom take a laptop - I begged them for an hour to let her, even if I could only use it for 15 minutes (I also begged them to let me see my girlfriend, I can be VERY persuasive when I want haha) ... I was THAT desperate.
But yeah. This is the last time I'll be on Witty.. I could be dead within 2 weeks. It sucks, but everyone will go on without me. They all know that even though I'm not physically with them, I'll always be there; and they can always talk to me, even though I won't be able to respond.
Gah, there's SO many things I want to say to you all, but I don't know how to say them, and anyways I always end up saying the same kind of thing in my quotes in the hope that people would be inspired. I'm a bit of a fail, aren't I? I'm certainly no Martin Luther King Jr, or Nelson Mandela or any of those awesome inspirational people.. I'm just an ordinary 15 year old kid who's going to die of cancer :Z But I still try. I don't like giving up. And I've been told before that my quotes have saved people's lives. That's.. just amazing. It makes me feel like I have made a difference, even though it was just a small difference to the universe. Does that make sense? .. No, I didn't think so. x_x
So, all I can say now is.. Read my other quotes. You don't have to fave them, just read them. And never give up on your life. You can get through this. There's always someone going through worse than you; someone who'd give anything to be you.. Like, I'd give anything to be one of you people here than be dying of cancer like I am now.
You want to be beautiful? Just believe in yourself. Confidence looks good on a girl.
Thanks for all the love and support, Witty. You all mean the world to me. I love you. <3
- FramingMatthew

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Terilyn
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August 17, 2012 7:03pm UTC

Me: Mom these are the Vans i want to get. *shows her le vans on my laptop*
My Mom: *grabs the laptop and looks at them* Those are cute! We'll get them this weekend.
My Mom: *starts looking at my other tabs* Look, Alex liked your photo on Facebook!
Me: Yes I know. Can you give me my compu-
My Mom: Oooh! What's Wittyprofiles?
Me: MOM I'M PREGNANT!
My Mom:
Me:
Witty:
Voldemort:
Josh Hutcherson:
Canada:
Me: haha. uh. APRIL FOOL'S.
My Mom: But it's not Apr-
Me: Ha. I know it's not.. Silly Billy. ha. bye mom. i have to go.. wash the cat. Pip Pip Doodley Doo! *grabs the laptop and runs*
My Mom: *yells after me* We don't have cat!
Me: PIP. PIP. DOODLEY. DOO.

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AddictedHighhxx
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August 17, 2012 3:14pm UTC

I picked up my first ciggerette when I was FIVE, again when I was nine.
and Now I have been smoking since June 2010.
Im fourteen, Freshman In juinor high.
I don't do it to "fit in" or to be "cool" I know how bad and disguesting it really is.
I can quit, I have before..
I just don't see the point
Nobody cares.
and that's what pushes me to do it..
I just bought a pack yesterday, there is what 25 cigerrettes in pack? I have already had two since then. Which is pretty good considering I use to smoke every hour.
If I know people care, this will be my last pack.
Promises on that.

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Bravosierra*
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August 17, 2012 12:55pm UTC

"Cancer is funny because people die"
So, this is a facebook page. I cried when I saw it. I burst into tears and they couldn't stop. I was at the hospital with my aunt. She was sleeping. I was scrolling through facebook when this page popped up. I looked at my aunt whose dying from her leukimia and burst into tears. I saw her white, frail skin and cried some more. I wiped the tears when her daughter walked into the room. Her daughter is 4 and very bright for her age. She climbed into my lap and stared at her mommy. She started crying. She looked at me with her big, gray eyes that were filled with tears. "Make mommy better." She said to me. I looked at her and cried, "I Wish." I told her. A little while later we left her room. We went downstairs and I saw her little brother. He just turned 2. He wouldn't hug me, when I tried touching him. He screamed and cried. Their other sister has down syndrome. It was her first time at the hospital since her mom was put in. She ended up having a seizure. The doctor said its anxiety issues from being at the hospital. From not having their mom. I couldn't explain how much pain and sorrow I felt. But, with all that pain. I felt anger. Someone had the nerve to make a facebook group like that? To make people filled with so much anger at the thought of their family members dying. My dad went through cancer. So did my mom. My grandpa died from cancer. So did his wife. My aunt had breast cancer. And for someone to make a page like that.... I can't even explain it.

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AwesomeUsername
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August 13, 2012 9:06pm UTC

My guy friend almost got into a fight at Wal-Mart 'cause this kid thought he was funny in front of his friends:
Kid: Nice V-neck. Looks like my sister's.
My friend: Oh, I'm sorry. Must've put on the wrong shirt after I f/cked her.

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August 12, 2012 10:31pm UTC

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summerl0vinn
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August 13, 2012 1:47am UTC

one of the guys
// 30 //
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"That'll be 11 dollars, miss," the older woman said through the microphone in line.
I shuffled around in my wallet making change when suddenly Connor put down a 20 dollar bill and two ones.
I thanked him as he put his arm around my lower waist.
"Do you want some candy or popcorn?" He asked as the guy took our ticket stubs.
You can't eat, no, you have to stay skinny, I told myself over and over in my head.
"No thanks, I'm full from the pizza still, maybe just a water though?" He nodded and we waited in line.
Once we got my water and his Twizzlers, we waited for everyone else to get their stuff.
"So, theater 7 is down the hall, we're going to go and get seats for everyone," Connor said, pulling me like a puppy.
We sat in the very back row of the theatre, which was surprisingly empty.
"What movie are we seeing again?" I shoved my water into the cupholder next to me.
"The Devil Inside."
"What!? Why! Wait they're still even showing it?"
"It'll be fine," he laughed as he rubbed my thigh.
For some reason, I felt uncomfortable.
A few more people and the rest of the group shuffled into the theater just as the lights dimmed.
At parts of the movie, I winced in disgust and crawled into Connor's shoulder.
After the most painful 2 hours of my life, the lights finally turned on.
As we walked out, I clung to Connor's arm, scared as helll.
"Want me to drive you home?" He asked, moving his hand to my asss.
"Sure," I took out my phone and texted my dad.
Hali: On my way home, movie ended.
Dad: Out for the night, see you in the morning.
It didn't make any sense but whatever.
We were outside my door in less than 30 minutes. It was almost 9:45, and at least it was almost Friday.
"Well, goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow in school." He said, resting his hand on the small of my back.
I gave him a quick hug and went to pull away from him, I didn't wanna kiss him.
But, I didn't have a choice.
His forceful hands grabbed my face and he forced his tounge down my throat.
It was disgusting, and it was my first kiss, unfortunately.
He slid his hands up the back of my sweater and I pulled his hands out.
"Let's go inside, babe," Connor purred into my ear.
His warm breath sent an uncomfortable sensation down my spine.
"It's a school night, I have to go to sleep early."
"Not tonight, babe, let's just go upstairs to your bed," he shoved my back against the door and kissed my neck.
I struggled to get free and wanted to get inside so badly.
"Night," I said as I scurried into my house and locked the door in his face.
I went up to my room and logged into Facebook to see pictures of all of my friends at a soccer game which the guys won - without me.
I missed Florida and my friends so much.
I called Cassidy and it rang a few times before she answered.
Her little girl voice filled the phone and tears welled up the second she said hi.
"Cass! I miss you so much! Are you with Sydney!?"
She said yes and put her phone on speaker phone with everyone, even the guys.
"Hey guys! I miss you guys so much!"
"Have you replaced us yet?" I heard Tyler say.
"Never! But I have a few friends... I don't really like any of them though. Everyone here's kinda scary."
I started crying as I thought about how much I actually missed them.
"Aw, don't cry, Goodman!" Brad said when he heard me.
"You're coming to Florida next weekend! There's a huge soccer game!" Nate said.
"Okay! I'll talk to my dad and Jen!"
I hung up shortly and got ready for bed.
After laying my outfit out for the next day I got into my new bed.
*40 faves till the next chapter (: really long chapter for you guys, good morninggg loves (:
*I don't notify, sorry
*enjoy, feedback please! (:
*comment, fave, follow <3

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