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An alcoholic, drug addict, kicked out of your house, and now a father. You never thought at seventeen you'd be living in your best friend's garage with an infant gargling over your shoulder while you fight through the nicotine cravings. The mother of your child, who is some random from a blackout one-night-stand, wants to give them up for adoption as soon as possible (you've never seen anyone so stone cold) while you're actually starting to get attached to the damn kid that can't even talk. One of six kids in your best friend's house is his sister, who's actually a year older than you, a nurse, and a goody-two shoes. She's basically been taking care of her whole family while her mom works three jobs to pay for her father's hospital bills. You two couldn't be any more different. She's dating some stupid jock but that doesn't stop you from hitting on her and you're pretty sure she's hitting on her back. So. You're trying to recover, be father (maybe just for the moment), and chase a girl with a jealous boyfriend? How bad could this go?
new years eve
It's 11:00 at night, you're alone and in a sparkly dress. It's not really what you had in mind for New Years Eve. You had big plans to go to a big party with your friends but that was bust. You had to work by the time you were ready, all your friends were already drunk and not answering your texts. Upset and a little pissed off, you head to the 24 hour Walmart to pick up some cheap alcohol and some snacks to prepare for your night alone. While scouring the wine aisle, you notice someone else there too. It was a guy about your age and he looks strangely familiar. He notices you staring and cracks a joke about you checking him out and you two get to talking. You two are both alone with canceled plans so he invites you to go over to his place. Usually you'd deny an offer like that from a stranger but you agree. You two spend the night together and with a lot of alcohol. You share a midnight kiss, and whatever else you can remember in your drunken haze. The next morning, you wake up and get ready to leave. On your way out you notice a picture on his dresser.. It's you and him, but it has to be from ten or more years ago while you were in school. And then it hits you. This had been your best friend until one year he just suddenly disappeared.
foster kids
You're 16 and a foster kid. Your parents didn't want you by the time you were two and dropped you off at the police station and you've been rotating around from house to house ever since. You just live a bad life. You blame yourself for your parents not wanting to and have turned to stuff like drugs, self-harm, drinking, and graffiti. As soon as you get placed in a new family it seems they're giving you up because they can't handle you. You don't blame them. This year, you've dropped on the doorstep of a typical white-picket fence, green grass, happy, preppy, families house. They go to the country club and drink ice tea and golf. You stick out like a sore thumb in your dark clothes and 'whatever' attitude. You figure you'll be out within this month. Usually, these houses have tons of other foster kids. But not this one. It's just you.. And their daughter. She's perfect. Tan, in shape, perfectly straight teeth, always in dresses and skirts and designer shoes. You think of her as a preppy cheerleader and with her parents, she's as sweet and mannered as can be. But as soon as she shows you to your room and you're alone, you realize she's a no-bullshit straight-to-the-chase don't-cross-me-or-else rule-breaking chick. You like it. You two are actually pretty alike, except she puts on other face for authority. She has packs of cigarettes, sparkly lighters, and bottles of booze hidden around her room and mastered the art of climbing out the window in dresses and heels. For once, you think maybe you'll be able to put up with someone and actually get along. Will you pull your act together to be able to hang out with this gorgeous Barbie doll turn rebel or go off on your own, setting fires and spray painting the town, and be gone in record time?
didn't i tell you?
You've been involved with a gang for years. It's not your typical rough side of town, little gangsters who deal drugs and shoot up things and steal. You're not exactly like that. You're 23 years old and you're living the high life. You make a lot of money and you own a really nice house that you've completely paid off and own a nice sports car. You deal drugs, but only at places like parties and such. Your 'clients' all come from money and are about the same as you. Your gang and you all share profit and circulate drugs and what-not. Some people, however, aren't as cool with you being so successful. There's a few rivals that live in your town, and basically everywhere in the country, who are out for your blood. They're aware that you dead means all your earnings to yourself. Being that keeping millions of dollars in a bank would be suspicious since you don't have a real job, you hide money around your house; in air vents, under loose boards, holes in mattresses.
This is where the whole 'gang' thing starts to come in. You've had shoot outs with guys, and as much as you hate to say it, you've killed guys for your own protection and had to find out ways to ditch bodies without getting caught. So everything is fine right? Wrong. There's this girl you've met. She's nothing like you. She's just a little girl from a small town in the middle of no where. She moved here for work and lives in a small apartment. You totally fell for her, and you guys started seeing each other. You tried to keep your 'job' on the down-low, although it's hard to keep it secretive without making it obvious. You just can't bring yourself to tell her because you're sure she'll leave you if she realized what you're actually involved in. Everything was going fine until one day while you're out, you get a phone call from your girlfriend, crying and telling you that someone is coming after her and she doesn't know what's happening. Then all the sudden you here the door getting kicked in and screaming, and then a guy comes on the phone and tells you where to find them. You of course rush over there and find yourself face to face with three members of guys who hate your guys and want your money, with a gun to your innocent girlfriend's head. What are you going to do? And are either of you ever going to recover if you make it out alive?
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You're two years graduated from college and realize that your life isn't anywhere near where you want it to be. You hate your job. Your behind on your bills. Your love life is practically nonexistent. You just feel really lost. So your solution? You head back to your small town for the summer. You get a job life guarding at an apartment complex, just like you had in high school, only this time it's different. This is where you meant a guy. He's eighteen, a high school dropout, is planning to run away from town, and has trouble written all over him. He sneaks in and out of his own house through his window because his dad is an asshole and his mom is MIA, his nearly always high, and knows a way to get alcohol so he's always partying. Not only is this kid four years younger than you, he's the exact opposite of the type of guy you should be looking at if you want to settle down in life. But the more you get to know him, the more you realize how fun it is to relive your high school days and not have a care in the world. You start to fall for him but you're only there for the summer. Does this summer land you in a place even worse than you were before?
You've been in a relationship with the same guy for almost four years. Things were going great until about four months ago when he started ditching you for his friends about every time you made plans. So, you took comfort in his best friend's arms. You'd known him just as long as your boyfriend so it only seemed natural to go to someone who knew your boyfriend like you did. This guy isn't like anyone you'd ever think that you'd have an interest in. He's a complete drug junkie and has a rough exterior however the more you hang out with him, the more you realize that he's actually a great guy just with a really bad habit. Long story short, you two start hooking up behind your boyfriends back just so that the two of you can feel something. You both agree that it's only a hook-up thing. Friends-with-benefits at most. But what happens when he starts to get feelings?
You've been sent to a rehabilitation house for young adults by your family. You thought you were fine but apparently your family and therapist thought otherwise. You go in as the "new kid" and have to get use to the strict rules and even more than that, the other people. {simple plot; reasons/problems are open to whatever you would like (drugs,depression,anger management, ect.), ages can change, relationships can be built, and extreme personalities are suggested.}
Your best friend thought it would be a good idea to set you up on a blind date. You guess that it wasn't too bad but you were still getting over a bad breakup so you weren't too keen on it. You show up at the restaurant you were suppose to meet up and to your surprised, you're greeted by one of the most handsome guys you'd ever laid your eyes on. You two seem to hit it off and go on a few more dates after that. You make it clear that you're not really looking for anything serious and he doesn't seem to mind it. After a few weeks of knowing him, theres a knock on your door. Well, less of a knock and more of a bang. Three men dress in all black break into your apartment and kidnap you. Long story short, they're after your blind date and are using you as bait to get what you want. Now you're banking on your blind date becoming your night in shining armor. He does manage to get you free from them, but where are you going to go now that you're being followed by a bunch of gang-bangers? What happens when you start to fall for the one who put you into the line of danger?
Limelight. You've been the one of the famous A-Listers since you were about sixteen years old. A few years after you made your big break, you met the guy of your dreams. He was another celebrity that you were introduced to at a charity event and when you're 18 and completely overwhlemed with the fame, anyone your age seems like 'the one'. You figured that the two of you would hook up on the down-low but little did you know that you'd both end up falling madly for each other. You've been on and off now for about four years now and things are starting to take a turn for the worst. He's starting to associate with the wrong crowd and starting to let all the money go to his head and the media is all over your "dramatic" relationship. How will you cope with your changing boyfriend and the relentless paparazzi?
The summer before your Sophomore year of college, your best friend and you go to your favorite band's concert. They're not really famous. Their music doesn't play on the radio but all their concerts sell out. The band is from the town you live in so every tour they have, they end it where they started. It's always the biggest and best and you couldn't be more excited. It's a first come, first serve sort of a standing venue so you get decent spot and when the concert starts you couldn't be having any more fun. Around half way through the concert, the lead singer stops in the middle of the song that he's seeing and stares into the crowd. Well.. At you. The lead singer calls you up on stage and you make your way through the sea of jealous girls. On stage, the lead singer tells you that you're beautiful and asks for your number. You think he's joking but he actually pulls his phone out of his pocket. That is the story of how you met your current boyfriend. After that, you finished out college while he stayed in town and worked on his new album with his band and right around the time you graduated, he started a new tour. You tagged along on his tour and spent your time writing about the places you visit. Everything is fine and fun, but after being constantly on the road on and off for almost two years, you grow tired of it. You want to buy a house and settle down, but he's so caught up in his stardom that he hasn't even thought about it. Can you convince him to give it a break or is it time for you to find something new?
When you were seventeen you got really lucky. You'd been making Youtube videos and preforming around town, and through one of them you got yourself your big break. Within a few months you were signed had an album made. Now, three years later, you've constantly been on tour. At first it was great. You're a teenage heartthrob. Girls are constantly screaming your name. Companies want you to endorse everything and be in commercials. You've won tons of awards. You own your own house in Beverly Hills with two fancy sports cars. Your life is great! But, almost four years without any privacy starts to take a drag on you. So, after you finish a six-month long tour, you decide to take a little hiatus. For a few months, you go back to your home town where your family is. It's a small town and everyone had known you since you were a youngin', so screaming fans wasn't much of a problem there, however, you do end up having one problem. While in town, you run into a girl that's your age exactly. Weird to describe her that way but it's because you realize that it's a girl you'd gone to school with and had even dated in high school until you took off to chase your dreams. You feel yourself falling back into these all teenage hormone feelings, but she couldn't be less interested in you. Quite frankly, she's pissed at how you left her and at whatever you've become. Is it worth trying to get her back? And even if you do, what about when you have to go back to your Hollywood lifestyle
She's fearless, daring, and brave. She'll climb up sides of houses just to sit on the roof and see the view and scale bridges over rivers and canyons just because she could. She'll talk to anyone and say anything that comes to mind. She doesn't have a fear of falling or heights. She's basically indestructible and up for anything. Or so you think. Truth was, she starting liking to do crazy things because her home life sucked. Her mom was an alcoholic and her dad was abusive, so it was nice to escape and feel free, and so her thought process was; 'if I killed herself in the midst of it, so what? It's not like anyone would really miss me.' You're completely unaware of this even though you'd been friends since you were young. She really doesn't let anyone in and isn't a big fan of feelings. You aren't anything like that. Sure, you like to have fun, but you can't jump out of a moving car or jump from roof top to roof top like a super hero, and you have a serious fear of heights. You're more logical and looking for something real and sincere. You never remember her not being crazy, but now that you two are on your own and in college, you're realizing when you're alone with her, how much you like her. Only problem is that she always talks about wanting someone just as crazy as her so she could be free and stupid with someone else. Are you willing to risk your life or a limb to go out with this girl? And if so, what if she doesn't even let her guard down?
You've been involved with a gang for years. It's not your typical rough side of town, little gangsters who deal drugs and shoot up things and steal. You're not exactly like that. You're 23 years old and you're living the high life. You make a lot of money and you own a really nice house that you've completely paid off and own a nice sports car. You deal drugs, but only at places like parties and such. Your 'clients' all come from money and are about the same as you. Your gang and you all share profit and circulate drugs and what-not. Some people, however, aren't as cool with you being so successful. There's a few rivals that live in your town, and basically everywhere in the country, who are out for your blood. They're aware that you dead means all your earnings to yourself. Being that keeping millions of dollars in a bank would be suspicious since you don't have a real job, you hide money around your house; in air vents, under loose boards, holes in mattresses.
This is where the whole 'gang' thing starts to come in. You've had shoot outs with guys, and as much as you hate to say it, you've killed guys for your own protection and had to find out ways to ditch bodies without getting caught. So everything is fine right? Wrong. There's this girl you've met. She's nothing like you. She's just a little girl from a small town in the middle of no where. She moved here for work and lives in a small apartment. You totally fell for her, and you guys started seeing each other. You tried to keep your 'job' on the down-low, although it's hard to keep it secretive without making it obvious. You just can't bring yourself to tell her because you're sure she'll leave you if she realized what you're actually involved in. Everything was going fine until one day while you're out, you get a phone call from your girlfriend, crying and telling you that someone is coming after her and she doesn't know what's happening. Then all the sudden you here the door getting kicked in and screaming, and then a guy comes on the phone and tells you where to find them. You of course rush over there and find yourself face to face with three members of guys who hate your guys and want your money, with a gun to your innocent girlfriend's head. What are you going to do? And are either of you ever going to recover if you make it out alive?
You're 22, living in a small studio apartment in the heart of a big city. For the past two years you've dedicated your life to playing stupid gigs at coffee shops and bars because you're still convinced one day you'll get your big break. You quit school to move out here and singing and playing guitar basically became your life. One morning you were coming home from a party and probably looked completely wrecked when you bumped into a young girl which caused her to drop her coffee. You of course curse and say sorry and insist you buy her a new one. You figure the coffee would help with a hangover anyways. She agrees and over coffee and breakfast, you two hit it off. You have a good bunch of things in common and find out that she moved out here too, not for music or anything, but just to get away from her family and that she didn't know many people. Over the course of the next few months, she'd come over to your place a few times a week to hang out and she was contently happy with sitting on the couch and eating pizza while you cursed your way through trying to write a song. You find yourself falling her soon enough and you're writing her into your songs and if you're not performing, your texting her and inviting her to do things. The only thing is, she doesn't seem too interested. She'll move if you try to hold her hand or quickly change subjects if you compliment her. Your feelings or getting pretty strong and it's coming down to the point where it's either getting her to be yours or nothing. So why is she holding back and can you get her to give her heart up?
You're living the life in mostly-sunny California right on the coast. You're a junior in a laid-back high school and have a good group of friends. You're tall, tan, and toned. You're basically the typical California/Hollister-like teenage boy. Everyday you're on the beach, either laying out doing homework or hanging with friends or out on the waves body or surf boarding. Within the past year, you finally got a job as a lifeguard on the beach you're always at. You ride a jeep or a quad up and down the coast, stand on the life guard towers, the whole thing. You love it, considering you basically lived there anyways and now you're getting paid to be there even more. One day after school, you're looking out as usually during high tide and spot some one who had gone out a bit too far and was obviously struggling. You of course, jump down and bolt to the rescue as usual. You come to find it's a young girl, probably your age who'd gotten caught in the undertow and end up pulling her back to shore with the guard tube and give her CPR. She's fine, just a little water in her lungs and once she's pulled herself together, you ask her what the hell she was doing. She goes on to explain that she was practicing because she wants to be a lifeguard too, but she'd not the strongest swimmer. You guys talk some more, seeing that it was a pretty dead day at the beach, and eventually you find yourself agreeing to help her out. Over the next few months you guys meet at least three times a week at the local pool to practice laps and diving and work your way to the ocean. But throughout all of this training, you find yourself falling for her. But would you ever be able to manage saving lives and trying to keep a relationship alive?
You're 16 and a foster kid. Your parents didn't want you by the time you were two and dropped you off at the police station and you've been rotating around from house to house ever since. You just live a bad life. You blame yourself for your parents not wanting to and have turned to stuff like drugs, self-harm, drinking, and graffiti. As soon as you get placed in a new family it seems they're giving you up because they can't handle you. You don't blame them. This year, you've dropped on the doorstep of a typical white-picket fence, green grass, happy, preppy, families house. They go to the country club and drink ice tea and golf. You stick out like a sore thumb in your dark clothes and 'whatever' attitude. You figure you'll be out within this month. Usually, these houses have tons of other foster kids. But not this one. It's just you.. And their daughter. She's perfect. Tan, in shape, perfectly straight teeth, always in dresses and skirts and designer shoes. You think of her as a preppy cheerleader and with her parents, she's as sweet and mannered as can be. But as soon as she shows you to your room and you're alone, you realize she's a no-bullshit straight-to-the-chase don't-cross-me-or-else rule-breaking chick. You like it. You two are actually pretty alike, except she puts on other face for authority. She has packs of cigarettes, sparkly lighters, and bottles of booze hidden around her room and mastered the art of climbing out the window in dresses and heels. For once, you think maybe you'll be able to put up with someone and actually get along. Will you pull your act together to be able to hang out with this gorgeous Barbie doll turn rebel or go off on your own, setting fires and spray painting the town, and be gone in record time?
You're a drug dealer. You're 21, live in a really nice area, drive a BMW, grow and make your own paraphernalia. You bring in thousands of dollars a day and you hide it all around your house, stacks and stacks of hundreds. You own a few guns, one that you always carry, and you can fight like they do in the octagon. You're pretty much a millionaire, but you're good at flying under the radar and haven't gotten caught. You're living the life. Soon enough though, things take a turn for the worse and you get the shit kicked out of you during a deal.. Literally. You get beat until you're coughing up blood and barely breathing. Lucky for you though, your buddy that tagged along called an ambulance for you, but bailed so that neither of you got caught for dealing. Next thing you know, you wake up to white walls and hyped up on all the drugs that they could give you to keep you alive. You're in there with two broken ribs and a fractured arm, with cuts everywhere. You're lucky you're not dead. You're completely out it already, and then out of no where walks in your ex girlfriend. She was the best thing to happen to you. A total princess that you were completely in love with, but she walked because she couldn't deal with your lifestyle. They called her because she was the only person with a number on file. She takes you home when you're some-what stable and sticks around for a while just to make sure you get what you need and don't die. It's obvious she still cares about you, but she doesn't really want anything to do with you for the sake of not putting her own life in danger like you do. You realize while she's there how much you still love her and want her back. Can you convince her to stay? And if so, are you willing to give up your life style?
Pregnant, something you'd expected to find yourself when you're out of college and probably married and well set with a job. But you? You're 17, granted, it's your Senior year in high school, so you'll be done be soon and won't have to go through all of your high school years as 'the one who got knocked up'. You're not a loser or anything, but you're not super popular either, you're just an average teenage girl in high school going through the same teenage angst. You decide to keep it, and as disappointed your parents are, they luckily don't kick you out and are willing to help you out with money and finding your own place. Everything's good then, right? Wrong. The problem? The father of the dad is a varsity football player who is well-known and very well liked by everyone, especially the girls. And all of it happened at a party with tons of alcohol. You have to tell him, but you're almost sure he won't want anything to do with your kid. Will the star athlete come along and help you, ditching his priceless reputation, want to keep it on the DL, or not want to help at all?
You have cancer. It's nothing crazy bad. Your doctors have it under control for the most part and you'll live, maybe not as old as most people, but old enough. Your parents ship you off to a support group for cancer every week, which you hate because you think it's depressing because most of the kids there are terminal. Everyone is a regular for the most part, although the regular group is getting smaller and smaller. There, your friend introducing you to a guy who was new to the group. Come to find out he really just tagged along. He'd been free of cancer for a few years now. He'd a looker, and total flirt. You, being home schooled and had spent most of your life in a hospital, weren't all that well with the flirting thing, but he found you to be sweet and smart. You two hit it off and over the next six months become close friends and are pretty damn close to even dating. But then it happens. Reoccurrance. His cancer is back, and this time they don't think it's curable. You know how this is most likely to end, but how are you two going to deal with it?
You live in the down-right south. You live on a property with your parents, pretty much in the middle of no where with acres and acres of land to do what you wish. Your high school has less than 100 kids, and the group you hang out with you've known since birth. You're more of a Southern Belle Princess more than anything though. You like to always have your hair and nails done, wear all your makeup, and dress in cute clothes. The rest of the kids could care less and show up to school in jeans and t-shirts that are covered with yesterdays dirt. There's this one boy in particular that you've always been attracted to though. He hangs out with your group, so you two are friends but aren't insanely close. You two couldn't be any different though. He gets high off of wrestling alligators and catching snakes. He considers driving his quad through the swap a sport and likes to fish and camp out in the bed of his truck. He thinks you're gorgeous and all, but way too pretty and stuck up to ever be with him. You want to prove him wrong though, and decide to accept his offer to tag along with all the stupid, dangerous things he does. The things kids do for love and a guy with abs.. Good luck, Princess.
She was a junkie. She was hooked on cocaine and drank straight rum like it was water. She popped pain pills and even when she was awake, she wasn't there. You didn't know how she did it. Or how she was even still alive. You'd found her multiple times on her bed, not breathing or barely and she had to go to the hospital to get her stomach pumped too many times. This time, you find her in the bathroom with bloody wrists and a goodbye letter. She was done with living like this. You, being her boyfriend, of course rush her to the hospital and they manage to bring her back slowly. It was a miracle by far. It killed you inside to see her like this everyday, but you were in love with her no matter how messed up she was. You read the letter while waiting for her to recover and find all the truth as to why she was like that. All through her childhood she was abused and raped. You knew you had to make things right again in her life, which meant major super vision. Which meant major withdrawals.. The things you do for love, but will it even be worth it or will she return to her old ways?
She was a rolling stone. Her walls in her room were filled with maps and stars and quotes that she lived by. She was constantly on the road, traveling and returning to mark her maps with different colored push pins and tack up a dozen more Polaroids. She didn't care about fancy clothes or being super successful. She just liked to do what she liked, travel and take pictures. You had known her since your sophomore year in high school and thought she was the most interesting and beautiful thing to grace the earth and now that both of you were adults you thought maybe it'd be time to take a chance. You have a good job at a corporation though and you're lucky to catch her while she'd in town. To be anything with her would mean leaving your home and taking on the world with her. Is she really worth the distance?
Badass fit this girl to a T. She liked to wear heavy black eye makeup, red lipstick, combat boots, had a twinkle in those pretty eyes of her, a sensual smirk, and a bangin' body. She did everything there was to do. Drugs, sex, parties. She was that girl. She also dealt all the drugs and was making a pretty good profit because a lot of the guys bought from her just to get to talk to her. You? You were on the track to be the school's valedictorian, never had any type of drug and had never drank anything but the occasional sip at a family event, and didn't bother with parties because none your friends went since they were like you. But you really fancy this girl. You see her walk down the hallway like she owned the place and you couldn't help but gawk at her beauty. You and the rest of the guys at school. You had to find a way to get to talk to her.. So you think of the only thing possible. You run into her after school, her alone for once, and ask for some drugs. She literally laughs because she knows who you are and how 'good' you are. She knows you don't really want them, so instead she suggest you come and loosen up with her. She wants you to go to a party with her tonight. My, my, my. Lucky you, Mister. Could this be the start of a new romance or just a downward spiral into her reckless world?
He was your typical bad boy. He wore a leather jacket, always had a pack of cigarettes on him, drove some old 1930's hot rod, and fought like he was a professional boxer. He was your best friend, as weird as it sounded. You weren't a complete goody-too shoes, but you didn't like fights and you'd never smoke a day in your life. You're in a relationship with the school's hot-shot star football player and your best friend hates his guts and it's all the two of them can do to keep their hands off of each other's necks. Not only is he your best friend, but he's in love with you and hates your boyfriend. You're stuck in the middle, torn between a boy that you've grown up with but were exactly opposite or the one guy who every girl wants to be with and who treats you like a queen. Good luck, sweetheart.
High school sucks. It does. You're in the 10th grade now, a sophomore, and you're not exactly a social butterfly, but you've got some friends and you're making it by with passing grades and you're in a few clubs. There's this girl you have in most of your classes. She's what everyone calls a 'loner'. She doesn't have friends and likes to eat in library and read books during lunch. She suffers from anorexia and you've caught her pulling down her sleeves in a panic on some days to hide the new and old cuts on her arms. You think she's beautiful though and think she deserves more than she's getting. So you decide to make friends with her. Slowly, you start to gain her trust. She's got too many walls to break down, but you hope sometime you'll be able to help her with her disease, possibly find some stupid teenage love, and show her all the good in the world.
An alcoholic, drug addict, kicked out of your house, and now a father. You never thought at seventeen you'd be living in your best friend's garage with an infant gargling over your shoulder while you fight through the nicotine cravings. The mother of your child, who is some random from a blackout one-night-stand, wants to give them up for adoption as soon as possible (you've never seen anyone so stone cold) while you're actually starting to get attached to the damn kid that can't even talk. One of six kids in your best friend's house is his sister, who's actually a year older than you, a nurse, and a goody-two shoes. She's basically been taking care of her whole family while her mom works three jobs to pay for her father's hospital bills. You two couldn't be any more different. She's dating some stupid jock but that doesn't stop you from hitting on her and you're pretty sure she's hitting on her back. So. You're trying to recover, be father (maybe just for the moment), and chase a girl with a jealous boyfriend? How bad could this go?
new years eve
It's 11:00 at night, you're alone and in a sparkly dress. It's not really what you had in mind for New Years Eve. You had big plans to go to a big party with your friends but that was bust. You had to work by the time you were ready, all your friends were already drunk and not answering your texts. Upset and a little pissed off, you head to the 24 hour Walmart to pick up some cheap alcohol and some snacks to prepare for your night alone. While scouring the wine aisle, you notice someone else there too. It was a guy about your age and he looks strangely familiar. He notices you staring and cracks a joke about you checking him out and you two get to talking. You two are both alone with canceled plans so he invites you to go over to his place. Usually you'd deny an offer like that from a stranger but you agree. You two spend the night together and with a lot of alcohol. You share a midnight kiss, and whatever else you can remember in your drunken haze. The next morning, you wake up and get ready to leave. On your way out you notice a picture on his dresser.. It's you and him, but it has to be from ten or more years ago while you were in school. And then it hits you. This had been your best friend until one year he just suddenly disappeared.
foster kids
You're 16 and a foster kid. Your parents didn't want you by the time you were two and dropped you off at the police station and you've been rotating around from house to house ever since. You just live a bad life. You blame yourself for your parents not wanting to and have turned to stuff like drugs, self-harm, drinking, and graffiti. As soon as you get placed in a new family it seems they're giving you up because they can't handle you. You don't blame them. This year, you've dropped on the doorstep of a typical white-picket fence, green grass, happy, preppy, families house. They go to the country club and drink ice tea and golf. You stick out like a sore thumb in your dark clothes and 'whatever' attitude. You figure you'll be out within this month. Usually, these houses have tons of other foster kids. But not this one. It's just you.. And their daughter. She's perfect. Tan, in shape, perfectly straight teeth, always in dresses and skirts and designer shoes. You think of her as a preppy cheerleader and with her parents, she's as sweet and mannered as can be. But as soon as she shows you to your room and you're alone, you realize she's a no-bullshit straight-to-the-chase don't-cross-me-or-else rule-breaking chick. You like it. You two are actually pretty alike, except she puts on other face for authority. She has packs of cigarettes, sparkly lighters, and bottles of booze hidden around her room and mastered the art of climbing out the window in dresses and heels. For once, you think maybe you'll be able to put up with someone and actually get along. Will you pull your act together to be able to hang out with this gorgeous Barbie doll turn rebel or go off on your own, setting fires and spray painting the town, and be gone in record time?
didn't i tell you?
You've been involved with a gang for years. It's not your typical rough side of town, little gangsters who deal drugs and shoot up things and steal. You're not exactly like that. You're 23 years old and you're living the high life. You make a lot of money and you own a really nice house that you've completely paid off and own a nice sports car. You deal drugs, but only at places like parties and such. Your 'clients' all come from money and are about the same as you. Your gang and you all share profit and circulate drugs and what-not. Some people, however, aren't as cool with you being so successful. There's a few rivals that live in your town, and basically everywhere in the country, who are out for your blood. They're aware that you dead means all your earnings to yourself. Being that keeping millions of dollars in a bank would be suspicious since you don't have a real job, you hide money around your house; in air vents, under loose boards, holes in mattresses.
This is where the whole 'gang' thing starts to come in. You've had shoot outs with guys, and as much as you hate to say it, you've killed guys for your own protection and had to find out ways to ditch bodies without getting caught. So everything is fine right? Wrong. There's this girl you've met. She's nothing like you. She's just a little girl from a small town in the middle of no where. She moved here for work and lives in a small apartment. You totally fell for her, and you guys started seeing each other. You tried to keep your 'job' on the down-low, although it's hard to keep it secretive without making it obvious. You just can't bring yourself to tell her because you're sure she'll leave you if she realized what you're actually involved in. Everything was going fine until one day while you're out, you get a phone call from your girlfriend, crying and telling you that someone is coming after her and she doesn't know what's happening. Then all the sudden you here the door getting kicked in and screaming, and then a guy comes on the phone and tells you where to find them. You of course rush over there and find yourself face to face with three members of guys who hate your guys and want your money, with a gun to your innocent girlfriend's head. What are you going to do? And are either of you ever going to recover if you make it out alive?
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You're two years graduated from college and realize that your life isn't anywhere near where you want it to be. You hate your job. Your behind on your bills. Your love life is practically nonexistent. You just feel really lost. So your solution? You head back to your small town for the summer. You get a job life guarding at an apartment complex, just like you had in high school, only this time it's different. This is where you meant a guy. He's eighteen, a high school dropout, is planning to run away from town, and has trouble written all over him. He sneaks in and out of his own house through his window because his dad is an asshole and his mom is MIA, his nearly always high, and knows a way to get alcohol so he's always partying. Not only is this kid four years younger than you, he's the exact opposite of the type of guy you should be looking at if you want to settle down in life. But the more you get to know him, the more you realize how fun it is to relive your high school days and not have a care in the world. You start to fall for him but you're only there for the summer. Does this summer land you in a place even worse than you were before?
You've been in a relationship with the same guy for almost four years. Things were going great until about four months ago when he started ditching you for his friends about every time you made plans. So, you took comfort in his best friend's arms. You'd known him just as long as your boyfriend so it only seemed natural to go to someone who knew your boyfriend like you did. This guy isn't like anyone you'd ever think that you'd have an interest in. He's a complete drug junkie and has a rough exterior however the more you hang out with him, the more you realize that he's actually a great guy just with a really bad habit. Long story short, you two start hooking up behind your boyfriends back just so that the two of you can feel something. You both agree that it's only a hook-up thing. Friends-with-benefits at most. But what happens when he starts to get feelings?
You've been sent to a rehabilitation house for young adults by your family. You thought you were fine but apparently your family and therapist thought otherwise. You go in as the "new kid" and have to get use to the strict rules and even more than that, the other people. {simple plot; reasons/problems are open to whatever you would like (drugs,depression,anger management, ect.), ages can change, relationships can be built, and extreme personalities are suggested.}
Your best friend thought it would be a good idea to set you up on a blind date. You guess that it wasn't too bad but you were still getting over a bad breakup so you weren't too keen on it. You show up at the restaurant you were suppose to meet up and to your surprised, you're greeted by one of the most handsome guys you'd ever laid your eyes on. You two seem to hit it off and go on a few more dates after that. You make it clear that you're not really looking for anything serious and he doesn't seem to mind it. After a few weeks of knowing him, theres a knock on your door. Well, less of a knock and more of a bang. Three men dress in all black break into your apartment and kidnap you. Long story short, they're after your blind date and are using you as bait to get what you want. Now you're banking on your blind date becoming your night in shining armor. He does manage to get you free from them, but where are you going to go now that you're being followed by a bunch of gang-bangers? What happens when you start to fall for the one who put you into the line of danger?
Limelight. You've been the one of the famous A-Listers since you were about sixteen years old. A few years after you made your big break, you met the guy of your dreams. He was another celebrity that you were introduced to at a charity event and when you're 18 and completely overwhlemed with the fame, anyone your age seems like 'the one'. You figured that the two of you would hook up on the down-low but little did you know that you'd both end up falling madly for each other. You've been on and off now for about four years now and things are starting to take a turn for the worst. He's starting to associate with the wrong crowd and starting to let all the money go to his head and the media is all over your "dramatic" relationship. How will you cope with your changing boyfriend and the relentless paparazzi?
The summer before your Sophomore year of college, your best friend and you go to your favorite band's concert. They're not really famous. Their music doesn't play on the radio but all their concerts sell out. The band is from the town you live in so every tour they have, they end it where they started. It's always the biggest and best and you couldn't be more excited. It's a first come, first serve sort of a standing venue so you get decent spot and when the concert starts you couldn't be having any more fun. Around half way through the concert, the lead singer stops in the middle of the song that he's seeing and stares into the crowd. Well.. At you. The lead singer calls you up on stage and you make your way through the sea of jealous girls. On stage, the lead singer tells you that you're beautiful and asks for your number. You think he's joking but he actually pulls his phone out of his pocket. That is the story of how you met your current boyfriend. After that, you finished out college while he stayed in town and worked on his new album with his band and right around the time you graduated, he started a new tour. You tagged along on his tour and spent your time writing about the places you visit. Everything is fine and fun, but after being constantly on the road on and off for almost two years, you grow tired of it. You want to buy a house and settle down, but he's so caught up in his stardom that he hasn't even thought about it. Can you convince him to give it a break or is it time for you to find something new?
When you were seventeen you got really lucky. You'd been making Youtube videos and preforming around town, and through one of them you got yourself your big break. Within a few months you were signed had an album made. Now, three years later, you've constantly been on tour. At first it was great. You're a teenage heartthrob. Girls are constantly screaming your name. Companies want you to endorse everything and be in commercials. You've won tons of awards. You own your own house in Beverly Hills with two fancy sports cars. Your life is great! But, almost four years without any privacy starts to take a drag on you. So, after you finish a six-month long tour, you decide to take a little hiatus. For a few months, you go back to your home town where your family is. It's a small town and everyone had known you since you were a youngin', so screaming fans wasn't much of a problem there, however, you do end up having one problem. While in town, you run into a girl that's your age exactly. Weird to describe her that way but it's because you realize that it's a girl you'd gone to school with and had even dated in high school until you took off to chase your dreams. You feel yourself falling back into these all teenage hormone feelings, but she couldn't be less interested in you. Quite frankly, she's pissed at how you left her and at whatever you've become. Is it worth trying to get her back? And even if you do, what about when you have to go back to your Hollywood lifestyle
She's fearless, daring, and brave. She'll climb up sides of houses just to sit on the roof and see the view and scale bridges over rivers and canyons just because she could. She'll talk to anyone and say anything that comes to mind. She doesn't have a fear of falling or heights. She's basically indestructible and up for anything. Or so you think. Truth was, she starting liking to do crazy things because her home life sucked. Her mom was an alcoholic and her dad was abusive, so it was nice to escape and feel free, and so her thought process was; 'if I killed herself in the midst of it, so what? It's not like anyone would really miss me.' You're completely unaware of this even though you'd been friends since you were young. She really doesn't let anyone in and isn't a big fan of feelings. You aren't anything like that. Sure, you like to have fun, but you can't jump out of a moving car or jump from roof top to roof top like a super hero, and you have a serious fear of heights. You're more logical and looking for something real and sincere. You never remember her not being crazy, but now that you two are on your own and in college, you're realizing when you're alone with her, how much you like her. Only problem is that she always talks about wanting someone just as crazy as her so she could be free and stupid with someone else. Are you willing to risk your life or a limb to go out with this girl? And if so, what if she doesn't even let her guard down?
You've been involved with a gang for years. It's not your typical rough side of town, little gangsters who deal drugs and shoot up things and steal. You're not exactly like that. You're 23 years old and you're living the high life. You make a lot of money and you own a really nice house that you've completely paid off and own a nice sports car. You deal drugs, but only at places like parties and such. Your 'clients' all come from money and are about the same as you. Your gang and you all share profit and circulate drugs and what-not. Some people, however, aren't as cool with you being so successful. There's a few rivals that live in your town, and basically everywhere in the country, who are out for your blood. They're aware that you dead means all your earnings to yourself. Being that keeping millions of dollars in a bank would be suspicious since you don't have a real job, you hide money around your house; in air vents, under loose boards, holes in mattresses.
This is where the whole 'gang' thing starts to come in. You've had shoot outs with guys, and as much as you hate to say it, you've killed guys for your own protection and had to find out ways to ditch bodies without getting caught. So everything is fine right? Wrong. There's this girl you've met. She's nothing like you. She's just a little girl from a small town in the middle of no where. She moved here for work and lives in a small apartment. You totally fell for her, and you guys started seeing each other. You tried to keep your 'job' on the down-low, although it's hard to keep it secretive without making it obvious. You just can't bring yourself to tell her because you're sure she'll leave you if she realized what you're actually involved in. Everything was going fine until one day while you're out, you get a phone call from your girlfriend, crying and telling you that someone is coming after her and she doesn't know what's happening. Then all the sudden you here the door getting kicked in and screaming, and then a guy comes on the phone and tells you where to find them. You of course rush over there and find yourself face to face with three members of guys who hate your guys and want your money, with a gun to your innocent girlfriend's head. What are you going to do? And are either of you ever going to recover if you make it out alive?
You're 22, living in a small studio apartment in the heart of a big city. For the past two years you've dedicated your life to playing stupid gigs at coffee shops and bars because you're still convinced one day you'll get your big break. You quit school to move out here and singing and playing guitar basically became your life. One morning you were coming home from a party and probably looked completely wrecked when you bumped into a young girl which caused her to drop her coffee. You of course curse and say sorry and insist you buy her a new one. You figure the coffee would help with a hangover anyways. She agrees and over coffee and breakfast, you two hit it off. You have a good bunch of things in common and find out that she moved out here too, not for music or anything, but just to get away from her family and that she didn't know many people. Over the course of the next few months, she'd come over to your place a few times a week to hang out and she was contently happy with sitting on the couch and eating pizza while you cursed your way through trying to write a song. You find yourself falling her soon enough and you're writing her into your songs and if you're not performing, your texting her and inviting her to do things. The only thing is, she doesn't seem too interested. She'll move if you try to hold her hand or quickly change subjects if you compliment her. Your feelings or getting pretty strong and it's coming down to the point where it's either getting her to be yours or nothing. So why is she holding back and can you get her to give her heart up?
You're living the life in mostly-sunny California right on the coast. You're a junior in a laid-back high school and have a good group of friends. You're tall, tan, and toned. You're basically the typical California/Hollister-like teenage boy. Everyday you're on the beach, either laying out doing homework or hanging with friends or out on the waves body or surf boarding. Within the past year, you finally got a job as a lifeguard on the beach you're always at. You ride a jeep or a quad up and down the coast, stand on the life guard towers, the whole thing. You love it, considering you basically lived there anyways and now you're getting paid to be there even more. One day after school, you're looking out as usually during high tide and spot some one who had gone out a bit too far and was obviously struggling. You of course, jump down and bolt to the rescue as usual. You come to find it's a young girl, probably your age who'd gotten caught in the undertow and end up pulling her back to shore with the guard tube and give her CPR. She's fine, just a little water in her lungs and once she's pulled herself together, you ask her what the hell she was doing. She goes on to explain that she was practicing because she wants to be a lifeguard too, but she'd not the strongest swimmer. You guys talk some more, seeing that it was a pretty dead day at the beach, and eventually you find yourself agreeing to help her out. Over the next few months you guys meet at least three times a week at the local pool to practice laps and diving and work your way to the ocean. But throughout all of this training, you find yourself falling for her. But would you ever be able to manage saving lives and trying to keep a relationship alive?
You're 16 and a foster kid. Your parents didn't want you by the time you were two and dropped you off at the police station and you've been rotating around from house to house ever since. You just live a bad life. You blame yourself for your parents not wanting to and have turned to stuff like drugs, self-harm, drinking, and graffiti. As soon as you get placed in a new family it seems they're giving you up because they can't handle you. You don't blame them. This year, you've dropped on the doorstep of a typical white-picket fence, green grass, happy, preppy, families house. They go to the country club and drink ice tea and golf. You stick out like a sore thumb in your dark clothes and 'whatever' attitude. You figure you'll be out within this month. Usually, these houses have tons of other foster kids. But not this one. It's just you.. And their daughter. She's perfect. Tan, in shape, perfectly straight teeth, always in dresses and skirts and designer shoes. You think of her as a preppy cheerleader and with her parents, she's as sweet and mannered as can be. But as soon as she shows you to your room and you're alone, you realize she's a no-bullshit straight-to-the-chase don't-cross-me-or-else rule-breaking chick. You like it. You two are actually pretty alike, except she puts on other face for authority. She has packs of cigarettes, sparkly lighters, and bottles of booze hidden around her room and mastered the art of climbing out the window in dresses and heels. For once, you think maybe you'll be able to put up with someone and actually get along. Will you pull your act together to be able to hang out with this gorgeous Barbie doll turn rebel or go off on your own, setting fires and spray painting the town, and be gone in record time?
You're a drug dealer. You're 21, live in a really nice area, drive a BMW, grow and make your own paraphernalia. You bring in thousands of dollars a day and you hide it all around your house, stacks and stacks of hundreds. You own a few guns, one that you always carry, and you can fight like they do in the octagon. You're pretty much a millionaire, but you're good at flying under the radar and haven't gotten caught. You're living the life. Soon enough though, things take a turn for the worse and you get the shit kicked out of you during a deal.. Literally. You get beat until you're coughing up blood and barely breathing. Lucky for you though, your buddy that tagged along called an ambulance for you, but bailed so that neither of you got caught for dealing. Next thing you know, you wake up to white walls and hyped up on all the drugs that they could give you to keep you alive. You're in there with two broken ribs and a fractured arm, with cuts everywhere. You're lucky you're not dead. You're completely out it already, and then out of no where walks in your ex girlfriend. She was the best thing to happen to you. A total princess that you were completely in love with, but she walked because she couldn't deal with your lifestyle. They called her because she was the only person with a number on file. She takes you home when you're some-what stable and sticks around for a while just to make sure you get what you need and don't die. It's obvious she still cares about you, but she doesn't really want anything to do with you for the sake of not putting her own life in danger like you do. You realize while she's there how much you still love her and want her back. Can you convince her to stay? And if so, are you willing to give up your life style?
Pregnant, something you'd expected to find yourself when you're out of college and probably married and well set with a job. But you? You're 17, granted, it's your Senior year in high school, so you'll be done be soon and won't have to go through all of your high school years as 'the one who got knocked up'. You're not a loser or anything, but you're not super popular either, you're just an average teenage girl in high school going through the same teenage angst. You decide to keep it, and as disappointed your parents are, they luckily don't kick you out and are willing to help you out with money and finding your own place. Everything's good then, right? Wrong. The problem? The father of the dad is a varsity football player who is well-known and very well liked by everyone, especially the girls. And all of it happened at a party with tons of alcohol. You have to tell him, but you're almost sure he won't want anything to do with your kid. Will the star athlete come along and help you, ditching his priceless reputation, want to keep it on the DL, or not want to help at all?
You have cancer. It's nothing crazy bad. Your doctors have it under control for the most part and you'll live, maybe not as old as most people, but old enough. Your parents ship you off to a support group for cancer every week, which you hate because you think it's depressing because most of the kids there are terminal. Everyone is a regular for the most part, although the regular group is getting smaller and smaller. There, your friend introducing you to a guy who was new to the group. Come to find out he really just tagged along. He'd been free of cancer for a few years now. He'd a looker, and total flirt. You, being home schooled and had spent most of your life in a hospital, weren't all that well with the flirting thing, but he found you to be sweet and smart. You two hit it off and over the next six months become close friends and are pretty damn close to even dating. But then it happens. Reoccurrance. His cancer is back, and this time they don't think it's curable. You know how this is most likely to end, but how are you two going to deal with it?
You live in the down-right south. You live on a property with your parents, pretty much in the middle of no where with acres and acres of land to do what you wish. Your high school has less than 100 kids, and the group you hang out with you've known since birth. You're more of a Southern Belle Princess more than anything though. You like to always have your hair and nails done, wear all your makeup, and dress in cute clothes. The rest of the kids could care less and show up to school in jeans and t-shirts that are covered with yesterdays dirt. There's this one boy in particular that you've always been attracted to though. He hangs out with your group, so you two are friends but aren't insanely close. You two couldn't be any different though. He gets high off of wrestling alligators and catching snakes. He considers driving his quad through the swap a sport and likes to fish and camp out in the bed of his truck. He thinks you're gorgeous and all, but way too pretty and stuck up to ever be with him. You want to prove him wrong though, and decide to accept his offer to tag along with all the stupid, dangerous things he does. The things kids do for love and a guy with abs.. Good luck, Princess.
She was a junkie. She was hooked on cocaine and drank straight rum like it was water. She popped pain pills and even when she was awake, she wasn't there. You didn't know how she did it. Or how she was even still alive. You'd found her multiple times on her bed, not breathing or barely and she had to go to the hospital to get her stomach pumped too many times. This time, you find her in the bathroom with bloody wrists and a goodbye letter. She was done with living like this. You, being her boyfriend, of course rush her to the hospital and they manage to bring her back slowly. It was a miracle by far. It killed you inside to see her like this everyday, but you were in love with her no matter how messed up she was. You read the letter while waiting for her to recover and find all the truth as to why she was like that. All through her childhood she was abused and raped. You knew you had to make things right again in her life, which meant major super vision. Which meant major withdrawals.. The things you do for love, but will it even be worth it or will she return to her old ways?
She was a rolling stone. Her walls in her room were filled with maps and stars and quotes that she lived by. She was constantly on the road, traveling and returning to mark her maps with different colored push pins and tack up a dozen more Polaroids. She didn't care about fancy clothes or being super successful. She just liked to do what she liked, travel and take pictures. You had known her since your sophomore year in high school and thought she was the most interesting and beautiful thing to grace the earth and now that both of you were adults you thought maybe it'd be time to take a chance. You have a good job at a corporation though and you're lucky to catch her while she'd in town. To be anything with her would mean leaving your home and taking on the world with her. Is she really worth the distance?
Badass fit this girl to a T. She liked to wear heavy black eye makeup, red lipstick, combat boots, had a twinkle in those pretty eyes of her, a sensual smirk, and a bangin' body. She did everything there was to do. Drugs, sex, parties. She was that girl. She also dealt all the drugs and was making a pretty good profit because a lot of the guys bought from her just to get to talk to her. You? You were on the track to be the school's valedictorian, never had any type of drug and had never drank anything but the occasional sip at a family event, and didn't bother with parties because none your friends went since they were like you. But you really fancy this girl. You see her walk down the hallway like she owned the place and you couldn't help but gawk at her beauty. You and the rest of the guys at school. You had to find a way to get to talk to her.. So you think of the only thing possible. You run into her after school, her alone for once, and ask for some drugs. She literally laughs because she knows who you are and how 'good' you are. She knows you don't really want them, so instead she suggest you come and loosen up with her. She wants you to go to a party with her tonight. My, my, my. Lucky you, Mister. Could this be the start of a new romance or just a downward spiral into her reckless world?
He was your typical bad boy. He wore a leather jacket, always had a pack of cigarettes on him, drove some old 1930's hot rod, and fought like he was a professional boxer. He was your best friend, as weird as it sounded. You weren't a complete goody-too shoes, but you didn't like fights and you'd never smoke a day in your life. You're in a relationship with the school's hot-shot star football player and your best friend hates his guts and it's all the two of them can do to keep their hands off of each other's necks. Not only is he your best friend, but he's in love with you and hates your boyfriend. You're stuck in the middle, torn between a boy that you've grown up with but were exactly opposite or the one guy who every girl wants to be with and who treats you like a queen. Good luck, sweetheart.
High school sucks. It does. You're in the 10th grade now, a sophomore, and you're not exactly a social butterfly, but you've got some friends and you're making it by with passing grades and you're in a few clubs. There's this girl you have in most of your classes. She's what everyone calls a 'loner'. She doesn't have friends and likes to eat in library and read books during lunch. She suffers from anorexia and you've caught her pulling down her sleeves in a panic on some days to hide the new and old cuts on her arms. You think she's beautiful though and think she deserves more than she's getting. So you decide to make friends with her. Slowly, you start to gain her trust. She's got too many walls to break down, but you hope sometime you'll be able to help her with her disease, possibly find some stupid teenage love, and show her all the good in the world.