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Shanté: You were in her room, Jonathan! Jonathan: Ok, ok, I understand that but- Shanté: No, just shut up, ok! You hurt me. Badly. And- Jonathan: You hurt me too, Shanté. Quit playing victim all the damn time. Shanté: Well then I guess we shouldn't be together. We shouldn't talk, we shouldn't text, we shouldn't anything. We just might hurt each other again. He tears up which causes me to tear up. I let my tears run down my face & he continues to fight his tears but there's one that's at the literal edge of his eye waiting to be free Jonathan: ...but we're in love. Shanté: Well we're just going to have to be in love from afar. Jonathan: Shanté, I JUST got you back. Please. I can't...I can't lose you again. The tear that was on the edge of his eye finally drops & another falls out the other. I look into the eyes I once fell in love with & force myself to say Shanté: ...I can't do this anymore. *leaves* 🚨🚨🚨🚨Cuss words, sexual content, & n-word use🚨🚨🚨🚨 -I posted this story last year but decided to make a couple of changes🙂- Ps - Every character in this story is black EXCEPT for Elizabeth😗✌️

Sometimes life don't go the way we planned. Sometimes we end up feeling so low, and alone. Like we're in a dark hole with no one around us, but then suddenly there's a light at the end of the tunnel. And I guess what I'm trying to say is.. You're my light, the one who helped me through the worst time in my life - And for that, I am thankful. I'm thankful that I met you, but I also hate you. I hate what you did to me, because you made me fall in love.. And then my world fell apart once again. [WARNING!! Contains mature themes, and language

Stephanie Walker, A-straight student, sweet,pretty and every parent's dream. What happens when her simple life clashes with the golden boy at her senior year trip Her last year in high school isn't going to be simple as she thought. "Don't let me catch you cupcake" his voice boomed from downstairs and I ran looking where to hide. I shield myself behind a pole and tried to calm my nerves. Way to go Stephanie my subconscious mind chimed in. I held my breath as I heard his footsteps. "Where are you cupcake?" he asked and I scoffed internally. Like I would tell him where I am. I waited for few seconds and then I heard nothing. I felt a hand snake around my waist and I didn't need to turn around to know who it is. "Found you" he whispered into my ear and a shiver ran down my spine. "How?" I breathed turning around to face him and he smirked knowing the effect he has on me. 'Get your shits together fool' I mentally scolded myself. "Do you really want a real or sugarcoated explanation?" he asked and I gave him a pointed look. "I could smell you a mile away"he whispered putting a lock of my hair behind my ear and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. This guy is going to be the death of me. "That is the sugarcoated version"he said and I blinked few times. I glared hard at him. "The pole didn't hide you well. I could see your cardigan peeking out"he said and I rolled my eyes at him. "Now time for my revenge" he whispered. I had a confused look on while he had his infamous smirk on. This can't be good! I felt something trickle down my body. I wiped my face and glared daggers at him. He didn't just pour flour on me even though I did the same. Isn't he suppose to be the mature one in this relationship? Putting on a poker face. "Mature much!" I said and walked away from him pretending to be angry. Time for acting! "Come on babe, you can't ..." This book is amazing so y'all BETTER TRY IT OUT!! Thanks for sticking with me.

Leah and Alex have been best friends forever, which is super convenient-except they're both completely oblivious to the fact that they're in love with each other. Clearly, they should be together, but hey, why make things easy? Instead, they spend years dancing around their feelings like it's a complicated game of "who can mess up their life more." And honestly, if they just talked to each other once or twice, this whole mess would've been over in...* drum roll * ...* drum roll intensifies * ...a chapter ! But nope, they'd rather be dramatic, make bad decisions, and send a million texts that never get answered. Will they finally stop being idiots and admit their feelings? Maybe. But don't hold your breath! These two somehow always miss their shot, even though it's written in neon lights . From accidental pregnancies to missing flights, life seems to go out of its way to throw obstacles in their path. They text, they don't text, they live in different countries, they don't live in different countries, and they make every bad decision possible-except the one that actually fixes everything. Will they figure it out, or will they keep being ridiculously stubborn for the next decade? A hilariously ( I hope) messy love story about the "right person, wrong time," or maybe just the "wrong people, right awful timing." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°••°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

~After 6 months of writing, it is complete~ Y/n l/n loves fall and winter- especially the holiday season. She loves sitting in her favorite cafe-La Tasse Chaude-and sipping on a festive beverage while watching the snow gracefully fall outside. There's only one problem; she's sixteen and still doesn't know her soulmate. Her tattoo-a hot beverage with a pile of whipped cream on top-will match her soulmate's. Most of her friends have already got their soulmates. Finding him would be the greatest Christmas gift she could ever receive. Now, switch to Michael Mell: A cute, cassette-loving, surprisingly social employee at La Tasse Chaude. Unlike y/n, he had already found his soulmate: Clair Frock. Don't get him wrong-Clair is a flirtatious, smart, destined-to-be-baker that was a fine person. Heck: her parents owned La Tasse Chaude and got him a job as a barista. He just had maybe fell for their number-one-customer: y/n l/n. Knowing she doesn't have a soulmate and maybe flirting a bit too much with her: he sets out to find a way to change their fates. When he hears from an employee at Spencer's Gifts about some special blue sprinkles that change you and someone else's tattoos to match each other's, Michael immediately inquires about these special sprinkles. Messing with someone's fait: what can go wrong?

this story follows normal yet not so normal teens life leah carter is a 20 year old gurl with no parents her boyfriend broke her heart but... Him- " i love you , i loved you since we first met I am so lucky to have you by my side. Everything you do for me never goes unnoticed. I don't know what I did to deserve someone as wonderful as you, but I am eternally grateful to have your love, support, and affection. Thank you for being you, and for having me by your side. Will you be my girlfreind?" I teared up and nodded "yes yes i love you too" (this story contains foul language!)

"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid. "She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her. "You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her. "I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

"Why are you here, Kelsey?" Tamara says worriedly. Tamara's parents are my parents best friends. They all grew up together here in this place. "I need you to give this to Steph," I hand her the sealed envelope I've had ready for months. I rewrote it and put it in an envelope and now he's going to get It. "What is it?" She questions. "Just please?" I ask her, "please, there's one for you too, but you can't read it till tomorrow." I wrote a total of four letters. One for my mom, Steph, Tamara, and Jeremy. "Here's yours. Just please don't read it till tomorrow." "Okay..." she says as I walk away and get into my car. . . . Kelsey, am eighteen year old senior in high school, suffering through depression, heartache, and betrayal. Through her multiple attempts and self harm, she has no idea what life will throw at her next. But when her and her boyfriend, Jeremy, fall out, it gives her an opportunity to find true love and happiness. But when her best friend is the one she loves, will she tell him and risk everything? As all of this goes on, a bigger danger begins to unfold for Kelsey, one that could risk her life and make her lose everything and everyone she loves.

At fifteen, I was deeply in love to Adam. And he was 17. Call us crazy but that year of our life we planned things in our future. I was his only girl and every girl knows that even my own very best friend. And so he was my man. Both our Families don't get along that well that's why we didn't show how serious we are for them not to split us. we fool around but we have an agreement about it. But when all your plans become uncontrollable. To the point of it kills you both and turns out to hate each other. Things make you crazy, but still, you are sane to keep reminding yourself that you loved that person and should respect all the memories no matter how it hurts you. Yes, At fifteen I was deeply broken-hearted. And decided to let go, this time, and even decided to left him without saying goodbye. What's only left to you is your pride. And he has the bigger pride to deal with. And even his feelings for you seem not enough to tell you to stay and fight things together. The more I stay and watch the more I lose myself. So I left and it hurts. I am the famous Olivia King and I always win but this time, I know I have to lose and disappear. what hurts us break us, and isn't it people are destined to just met? if its true? will we survived it?

“All is fair in sugar and buttercrème.” When her mom has to make a trip to L.A. for her bakery, Just Sprinkles, Serenity thinks she’s coming along to scope out the competition and kick some major butt, when really her mom has signed her up for Frosted, a baking camp shaping the young culinary bakers of tomorrow. And if that weren't enough, she meets the one and only Ayden Callaway: Baker extraordinaire, Son of New York’s hottest bakery owner, five year winner at Frosted and an…cocky egoistic jerk face! At Frosted a major prize is at stake this year. Bigger than any prize given out the years before, and it’s time for Ayden to retire from number one and let Serenity have a shot. He’s certainly not going down without a fight and everyone’s willing to go to extreme measures to win, including Serenity. She’s ready to beat Ayden at his own game that is until the event takes a drastic turn. For better or worse? You’ll have to read to find out.