Cole Stevens is an outcast. Bullied everyday in high school for being "emo" and "different." She finally graduates and gets the hell out of Belleville and goes to L.A. She hesitates leaving Belleville for one reason; Mikey Way. But, then again, Mikey left a year ago to tour with his band, My Chemical Romance. As Cole arrives in L.A. and starts to get comfortable, she runs into a very familiar face. The face of the boy she was madly in love with for four years, and is still in love with. But what Cole is now dying to know is, does Mikey still feel the same way about her? Copyright © 2013 XhannahwayX All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission from the author.

Summary: Frank and Paige have known each other practically their whole lives. They went to preschool together, spent weekends at each other's houses, and were always seen as brother and sister. They were as close as two friends could ever be. But no matter how close they were, there was one thing that Paige could never tell Frank; she was in love with him. "Even though he was my best friend and I felt like I could tell him anything, there would always be one thing about me that Frank would never know." I already have this posted on mychemicalromancefanfiction.com, but I figured I might as well post it here too.

She fell in love with a boy A boy with a few tattoos and a broken heart All copyrights to ©Fuentes101

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR I thought it might be wise of me to say that the girl in this story has a plan to suicide. If this upsets you or has the possibility of triggering anything I suggest to read another one of my stories. ~~~ 'Came a time when every star fall brought you to tears again.' I love those words. ........ I'm Fallyn, this is my story. Two weeks ago I went over to my friend’s house, only to find her dead. She'd slit her wrists the day earlier. This has brought me to realize that no matter what everyone dies in the end. Whether you're rich or poor, young or old, weak or sick. It doesn't matter if it's by murder, age, sickness, accident or suicide. Death is the ultimate equalizer and everyone gets a ride on that train at some stage. That's why I'm standing here, in my underwear, in the middle of the night at one of the highest bridges that I could find. The Widows Arch Bridge to be exact. In a couple of minutes I plan to jump, once I finish my cigarette it's bye bye world. Everything that I've needed to do has been done, I wrote a note and put it in my black duffle bag that was on the ground next to the wide railing that I was standing on. Someone would find it and take it to my Mum, I'd put her address on the note so she'd know what had happened to me. I said what I needed to...I hoped that she would be happy knowing that I'd done what felt right and ended my life. It's not like I was going to be of use to anyone. I didn't have a boyfriend or a family that cared much. Sure I had friends but they were nothing compared to my best friend Katelyn who I shared all my secrets and dreams with. But I didn't want anyone to miss me or save me, I was at peace with my decision. I don't want a savior. I've finished the final puff of my cigarette. I guess I should say goodbye now, I hope that you have a life that makes you happy. Those are my final words to you. So Long and Goodnight, Fallyn This plot and original characters are copyrighted©

Poppy Bryar is a 16 year old girl with a best friend, Frank. Their platonic relationship confuses everyone but each other, but things start to change for Frank when Poppy gets involved with somebody else.