A boy moved to New York and he looked forward to going to his new middle school, he encounters a beautiful girl and something strange happens...

A girl enters this high school in middle of year, Ji young doesn’t seem happy to See her.

Middle School, we are growing and changing, life is full of confusion, and when Christina falls for this boy her life changes even more

Story of Friendship and Development of Love occurs to Denver and his Friends during their stay in the school of photography.

Problems need to be solved by helping each other, and finding Real Love in the middle

Book 1: Freshman Hailey
Pensive and wide-eyed Hailey Madrigal thinks that being a freshman in high school will finally earn her some respect in her family. 
But it isn't easy overcoming insecurities and gaining confidence when she is constantly compared to her popular and talented brothers who also go to the same high school as her. 
She meets Stephen Cutler, a British freshman, who instantly became the apple of her eye with his green eyes and thick English accent. He is perfect--well except that he's the High School Queen Bee's boyfriend.
Together they go through the toughest year in high school as freshmen with disciplinary reports, Algebra, love triangles, friendship break-ups, Queen Bees, and falling in love for the first time.

Book 2: Sophie Elaine
Elaine Perez's life has been turned upside down when Dana Ferrer, the school's Queen Bee, crashed her car at her lawn. 
One thing lead to another and the next thing they knew-they're going to be stepsisters! This was because their single parents turned out to have been high school sweethearts who rekindled their romance after the accident.
With their personalities clashing, they must find a way to live with each other even if they are both falling in love for the Boy-Next-Door and as well as Elaine getting the part as the lead as the Ibong Adarna (Dana's most-coveted role) in the school's traditional role play, Ang Ibong Adarna. 


Book 3: Junior Christine
As an active member of the Young Volunteers Club, Christine Peralta was chosen to represent Wrenchplains High School in the town's Beauty Pageant. The problem is, well, she detests beauty pageants! 
But because the pageant promises a scholarship to college if she wins and a chance to raise awareness for coastal clean-up , she becomes motivated to the point to even asking Dana Ferrer to mentor her.

Aside from balancing her time with her volunteer works, academics, friendships, and preparation for the beauty pageant, she must also support her boyfriend, Corey Madrigal, in joining a national singing competition and who might just make the toughest decision in his life.


Book 4: Senior Trio

Recovering from her big break-up, Hailey Madrigal is setting her eye to moving out of town for preparatory college but not without her mother's pleas to stay closer to home. But the course of her love life and the results of her college applications exceed her expectations in the end.

Elaine Trancy doesn't know what to do after high school, so she travels all over town and talked to strangers for advice. But will she listen to people's advice or will she follow her own's life path?

Christine Peralta became an instant celebrity for  dating Corey Madrigal, her successful musician boyfriend who dropped out of high school. 

She was also able to taste the glamourous life too as a Beauty Queen by becoming a celebrity in her own right. But is it really the life she wants after high school?

Join Hailey, Elaine, and Christine in their senior year in navigating life in the last year of high school before they move out of town to find their own places in the world.

Wrenchplains High School Series is created by Miel Hontucan, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.



Airiana Spark and Zoe Stallion are not prepared for what happens to them Junior year at Pinedale High. A new principal is hired and with him comes many strange occurrences happening at their school that follows them home. Airiana and Zoe discover their principal is a paranormal being who wants Airiana for himself and are left with tough decisions to make to survive their Junior year

This Story takes place in middle school, were problems start to show especially when you already have some chained to you.

Later the next day, Fraise and I noticed people gathering around a bulletin board right outside the main school.
"Fraise, why are there so many people gathered up?" I asked curiously from afar, witnessing the group of people.
As we looked from afar, my gaze met up with Rumi's, who was also in the crowd.
"Oh, Michiko, over here!" Rumi waved me over and I approached her. We stood together to where we could still see the bulletin.
"What's going on here?" I asked her and she raised her eyebrows in excitement.
"It's a notice for the Cake Grand Prix Series. It's a cake contest within the school. If you win, as a representative of the school, you'll go to nationals," Rumi pointed at the paper posted. "Everyone's eager because, if you win in the nationals, you can study abroad in the Paris branch."
'The Paris branch? That's the branch my mother attended before she became a patissiere!'
"Really? Is it true that you can study abroad in Paris?" I asked to confirm the information.
"Yeah, it's true. The Paris branch is known for being more advanced than the one here in Japan. Lots of famous patissiers graduated from there and were successful."
'If I win the Grand Prix Series and the nationals, I'll have a chance to study abroad at the same St. Marie Academy that Mom went to where her dream began!'
My face lit up at this thought, pondering the idea of being able to attend the Paris branch.
"Oh, Michiko? You look excited," Rumi viewed with a smile on her face.
"I guess…" I clocked my head sideways gazing at her.
'I've always wanted to make another friend right after Fraise… Maybe, this is my chance to do it!' 
"Hey, Rumi, would you like to discuss this over at the cafeteria?" I asked timidly, a bit fearful that she might reject my invite.
"Oh? Michiko is asking me to eat with her?" Rumi looked at me in shock, not expecting that to happen.
'As I thought… She might not even want to be friends…'
"Of course I'll come with you! You can go over there first, I just need to grab the pamphlets so I can explain it to you in more detail," Rumi smiled cheerfully, her face lighting up.
'She agreed? I thought she would've said no…'
"Okay," I said as Rumi and I parted ways. I went ahead over to the cafeteria while she went over to the bulletin to grab the flyers.
I looked over at Fraise who gave me a warm smile, looking proud of my progress.
* * *
"Michiko, I got a pamphlet for you," Rumi said as she ran toward me who sat at one of the tables near the windows. She didn't take too long, but I'd already bought some food for us to eat as I waited. 
"Oh, thanks for buying food for me," Rumi bowed her head and I nodded. She sat down across from me and handed over a paper with more information about the Cake Grand Prix.
"Thanks, Rumi." I bowed my head and held the paper in my hands. Fraise flew closer toward me so she could also see the information but I wasn't worried about Rumi seeing her since she can't see sweets spirits.
"Ok, so the Grand Prix Series is a great event for the student patissiers. First, a group of 4 people will enter, and in the span of 3 months, they'll compete in a tournament, covering 5 themes. If you and your team win in St. Marie Academy, your team will represent the school in the nationals. If you win the nationals, it'd be amazing 'cause it means that you're Japan's #1," Rumi explained as I scanned the pamphlet.
'Japan's #1… It seems like a high title to hold.'
"Who won last year?" I said, taking a bite of the food in front of me.
"Obviously a high school 3rd-year team. They're studying abroad right now," Rumi said, taking a sip from her cup.
'Hm? Not only the oldest students in the school but high school 3rd years? Does that mean that even the middle school department competes against the high schoolers?'
"Do the middle schoolers and high schoolers compete against each other? Aren't the levels too far apart?" I questioned, putting down my fork.
"Well, it might be a disadvantage but it is possible." She winked as she continued to explain. "In their first year, the Sweets Princes were the only ones to make it into the third round. The middle school division winning the first match was unheard of until they came along."
'Nobody else in the middle school department besides those three made it past the first round… I knew they were looked up to and admired upon, but wow... those three are really amazing…'
"Hm… they probably would have made it higher if they didn't group up with Ojou to begin with…" Rumi thought to herself.
"Ojou? Who's that?" I asked curiously, taking a sip from my drink.
"Oh, nothin'. Just someone a year above us. The word is taboo for Kashino though," Rumi responded with a flustered expression. "Besides, Michiko, are you entering the Grand Prix with the sweets princes?"
'Me, joining up with the sweets princes? Will they even agree?'
"I don't know… but it does sound interesting," I stated with hesitance.
"I like Michiko's cakes. Every cake I've tasted from you is high leveled, even at this age. Like the cake you made for Ringo, it was enjoyable and delicious. You're also skillful when it comes to technique and flavor as if you got training from a professional. Who knows, with you in their team, you and the Sweets Princes could even win the Grand Prix and make a name for yourselves as the 1st middle school team to win the Grand Prix!" Rumi exclaimed with a friendly gaze, taking a bite of her food. 
"Really? You think if I team up with them we could win?" I pondered.
"You guys are the best, not only in our grade but in the entire middle school department! I think it's possible," Rumi assured. "Though you've only been here for a month, you bake as if you're already experienced in the field. Though you're quiet and aloof, your face lights up when you bake. It'd be a waste to not challenge yourself."
'Rumi… Her words are encouraging.'
"She'll join, just leave it to me!" Fraise popped out of nowhere and made a claim.
"Geez, what are you saying?" I muttered to Fraise under my breath.
"Oh! As expected of the talented "Ice Princess!" Rumi exclaimed.
"Ice… Princess?" I furrowed my eyebrows confusedly.
'What kind of nickname is that?!'
"That's what everyone calls you!" Rumi explained with a smile. "Michiko is the beautiful transfer student that people admire from afar. Though, people say you look unapproachable because of your beauty, so that's why we call you the Ice Princess!"
'Should I be taking that as a compliment or an insult?' 
"Is that so?" I chuckled nervously at her response.
"Though you don't talk much, I think Michiko is a very interesting person! If you don't mind, is it alright if I can call you Keiko?" She asked shyly as I looked dumbfounded at this request.
'She wants to call me by my first name… Does that mean, she wants to be my friend?'
"Hehe, of course," I gave a light chuckle at her strange request and her eyes brightened.
"Okay… Keiko!" 

'Today… I think I made another friend…' 
Rumi and I continued to talk until the sun started to set, talking about the smallest things. We hadn't realized that it was already late, but we eventually said goodbye and I went back to my dorm room.
I got ready for bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling.
'Mom… Do you think I have the qualifications to enter the Grand Prix? Ever since you passed, I missed eating your sweets every day and seeing you… Why did that have to happen? Why… did you have to go so soon?'
End of Chapter 29: Why So Soon?

At a young age, Michiko Keiko had admired baking because her mother was a world-famous patissiere. Keiko had a talent for baking at a young age and her mother always knew that her child was special. Her mother introduced her to a whole new world whenever she baked, but ever since she passed away due to an accident when Keiko was 8, Keiko lost herself, unsure if anything could bring her back to reality. Her drive to bake disappeared along with the presence of her mother and she always held her emotions back. Instead of baking, she focused on her school work to be on top of her classes to deal with her grief. Though she thought about giving up on her dream to become a patissiere, she felt an emptiness in her that couldn’t be filled up unless she achieved that dream. She wants to prove to her mother in heaven that she can also become a world-renown patissiere. Her first step—entering the famous St. Marie Academy that specializes in training young patissiers.
But, what happens if there's more to baking than Keiko could ever think of? What kind of secrets will unravel relating to the death of her mother?



[This story is based off of the manga Yumeiro Patissiere. The MC displayed is my own original character and some ideas have evolved from the original work. Cover is created and drawn by me.]

After Jarle disappeared from the black field, or rather from his own consciousness, he found himself in the middle of a street. He could feel the countless streams of information that filled his mind. As soon as it was created, the world itself created an identity for it. Apparently, he was a new student from abroad. Because he was an orphan, he saved himself the trouble of explaining his family.
He looked around and saw a lot of people gathering. It was the beginning of the school year. It was also the last year of the main character group. This is also the 3rd in the series. it was clear that the beginning of the season. This was a major turning point. Because after that, things just started to get more complicated. As a Normal person, he would be worried if he would stay in the middle of it, but he felt a little comfortable because Cube said Doom would protect him.
After Jarle disappeared from the black field, or rather from his own consciousness, he found himself in the middle of a street. He could feel the countless streams of information that filled his mind. As soon as it was created, the world itself created an identity for it. Apparently, he was a new student from abroad. Because he was an orphan, he saved himself the trouble of explaining his family.
He looked around and saw a lot of people gathering. It was the beginning of the school year. It was also the last year of the main character group. This is also the 3rd in the series. it was clear that the beginning of the season. This was a major turning point. Because after that, things just started to get more complicated. As a Normal person, he would be worried if he would stay in the middle of it, but he felt a little comfortable because Cube said Doom would protect him.
For this series, which ultimately returned with most spells, a better partner than Doom was rare if not Stephen Strange. Doom was very knowledgeable about the mystical arts and magic. Even if he usually combined it with technology, his knowledge was strong enough to be a great wizard without Strange. Among these thoughts, he heard the sound reflected from his brain.
"I appreciate you, child, for understanding the glory of doom. According to the information transmitted to me by this interesting unknown force, we are consciousness that share the same body. That means if you die, I die. I'll turn anyone who tries it into ashes. That means I will serve you, Doom serves no one. Doom is the strongest, Doom is the greatest!"
"All right, I get it."he thought it was best not to interfere when Doom started bragging again. It was better to feed that ego here.
And then it occurred to him that the lesson had not yet begun, so he took a little walk around Mystic Falls High School. Although he could not yet see the main characters, he saw people of all kinds, Mystic Falls was actually in a fairly diverse place, overshadowed only by vampire attacks. After wandering around the school for a while and satisfying his curiosity, he returned to the school when he saw that the lesson time was approaching.
Fortunately for you, today's lesson was Alaric Saltzman's history lesson. When Alaric Saltzman was also the series ' Vampire Slayer, Jarle was excited to see him. The group with the main characters would also be in class. On his way to class, he witnessed Jeremy and Bonnie's little fight in the hallway. It wasn't the time to get involved yet. In class, Elena and Alaric were arguing about Stefan. After they saw him coming, they stopped talking. He entered the classroom, sat in one of the back rows, which did not attract attention, and waited for the lesson to begin. In a short time, the students completely filled the classroom.
"Welcome, seniors, let's open our brains. Let's start with the real founders of our country. With the Indians."
"What happened to the vikins?"a voice came from Alaric's left. Then a blonde and beautiful woman entered the classroom and sat in one of the front rows.
"There is no sign that Viking explorers were involved in the United States."Alaric replied. Then he asked the girl sitting in the queue;
"Who are you?"
"My name is Rebekah, I just came to school."the girl replied with a smile," and history is my favorite lesson."
When he heard that, Alaric and Elena looked like they were pretty nervous. At this time, watching events, Jarle had an idea in mind. I wonder what it would be like if he pulled some things a little early? Would the plot have changed? Or did he continue on his own course? After all, it would be strange to come here and make no impact. He could change events in a certain flow, without getting as involved as possible in fixed points related to the main characters. He raised his hand after making the decision.
"Mr. Saltzman."
As Alaric hurried out of his tense mode, the teacher put on his face. She looked through him.
"Yeah, you? Oh, I've never seen you before."
"My Name Is Jarle Samain, Mr. Saltzman. Me, I'm new. I agree with what Rebekah said. Mystic Falls has a very interesting history. For example, I've seen runic alphabet writing similar to what the Vikings used in tunnels in the old Lockwood lands."
When his words were over, Stefan noticed that everyone in the external main character group was staring at him. Rebekah, in particular, gave him a killer look, as if he were dying to break his neck. Jarle just shrugged and returned to his relaxed state. But what he said was in Mr. Saltzman's mind.
"Interesting, I'd like you to tell me more after class. But for now, let's continue our lesson."he continued to explain the lesson. For Jarle, he listened, though it was a boring lesson he had seen before. Or rather, he pretended to listen. As everyone dispersed after the lesson was over, Jarle sat for a while and stared at the window. Then he got up and walked to Alaric's desk.
"Oh, you. Jarle, right? Is it true what you said in class?"
"Of Course, Mr. Saltzman. I'm not in the habit of lying."
"I'm not saying you're lying, if it's true, it would be a very interesting discovery. I can't believe no one's ever found it."
"It's not a place that can't be found unless it's searched, Mr. Saltzman. I don't think it's been found before, I just believe that whoever finds it won't spread it."
"Very interesting, you're right. How did you find it?"
"Gathering information is my hobby, Mr. Saltzman, and I know a lot. Especially about Mystic Falls."
"I understand, then you can go."he allowed Alaric, but he had very different thoughts about this issue. By now, he had inferred that the child had information about the supernatural world, but he did not know how much he had. Although he felt the urge to ask, he didn't want to go too far.
Meanwhile, Jarle went to the locker room for his next gym class and changed. Because he came in late, he dressed up and left without attracting as much attention as possible. He kept his eyes on her, avoiding Rebekah, trying not to cause trouble in the middle of people. After running a few times on the running track around the field, he sat in the stands and watched around.
After skipping other classes because lessons were light today, he went to The Grill near his house and planned to spend time there until Caroline's party in the evening. When the Cube gave him a life plan in this world, he planned most things. A bank card with no limit money in a house near the grill, a fake resume, everything he needs to live.
He was sitting at the grill, drawing pictures of Wesen in Grimm in his notebook, listening to music. When the waiter arrived, he turned to his drawing, spicing lemonade and pie. Television shows in this world weren't much fun. Only literature could be copied. He was just a comic book. It wasn't very good, but it would have worked. He therefore continued to pursue hobbies such as musical accompaniment, drawing and writing fan fiction stories until it was party time.
For this series, which ultimately returned with most spells, a better partner than Doom was rare if not Stephen Strange. Doom was very knowledgeable about the mystical arts and magic. Even if he usually combined it with technology, his knowledge was strong enough to be a great wizard without Strange. Among these thoughts, he heard the sound reflected from his brain.
"I appreciate you, child, for understanding the glory of doom. According to the information transmitted to me by this interesting unknown force, we are consciousness that share the same body. That means if you die, I die. I'll turn anyone who tries it into ashes. That means I will serve you, Doom serves no one. Doom is the strongest, Doom is the greatest!"
"All right, I get it."he thought it was best not to interfere when Doom started bragging again. It was better to feed that ego here.
And then it occurred to him that the lesson had not yet begun, so he took a little walk around Mystic Falls High School. Although he could not yet see the main characters, he saw people of all kinds, Mystic Falls was actually in a fairly diverse place, overshadowed only by vampire attacks. After wandering around the school for a while and satisfying his curiosity, he returned to the school when he saw that the lesson time was approaching.
Fortunately for you, today's lesson was Alaric Saltzman's history lesson. When Alaric Saltzman was also the series ' Vampire Slayer, Jarle was excited to see him. The group with the main characters would also be in class. On his way to class, he witnessed Jeremy and Bonnie's little fight in the hallway. It wasn't the time to get involved yet. In class, Elena and Alaric were arguing about Stefan. After they saw him coming, they stopped talking. He entered the classroom, sat in one of the back rows, which did not attract attention, and waited for the lesson to begin. In a short time, the students completely filled the classroom.
"Welcome, seniors, let's open our brains. Let's start with the real founders of our country. With the Indians."
"What happened to the vikins?"a voice came from Alaric's left. Then a blonde and beautiful woman entered the classroom and sat in one of the front rows.
"There is no sign that Viking explorers were involved in the United States."Alaric replied. Then he asked the girl sitting in the queue;
"Who are you?"
"My name is Rebekah, I just came to school."the girl replied with a smile," and history is my favorite lesson."
When he heard that, Alaric and Elena looked like they were pretty nervous. At this time, watching events, Jarle had an idea in mind. I wonder what it would be like if he pulled some things a little early? Would the plot have changed? Or did he continue on his own course? After all, it would be strange to come here and make no impact. He could change events in a certain flow, without getting as involved as possible in fixed points related to the main characters. He raised his hand after making the decision.
"Mr. Saltzman."
As Alaric hurried out of his tense mode, the teacher put on his face. She looked through him.
"Yeah, you? Oh, I've never seen you before."
"My Name Is Jarle Samain, Mr. Saltzman. Me, I'm new. I agree with what Rebekah said. Mystic Falls has a very interesting history. For example, I've seen runic alphabet writing similar to what the Vikings used in tunnels in the old Lockwood lands."
When his words were over, Stefan noticed that everyone in the external main character group was staring at him. Rebekah, in particular, gave him a killer look, as if he were dying to break his neck. Jarle just shrugged and returned to his relaxed state. But what he said was in Mr. Saltzman's mind.
"Interesting, I'd like you to tell me more after class. But for now, let's continue our lesson."he continued to explain the lesson. For Jarle, he listened, though it was a boring lesson he had seen before. Or rather, he pretended to listen. As everyone dispersed after the lesson was over, Jarle sat for a while and stared at the window. Then he got up and walked to Alaric's desk.
"Oh, you. Jarle, right? Is it true what you said in class?"
"Of Course, Mr. Saltzman. I'm not in the habit of lying."
"I'm not saying you're lying, if it's true, it would be a very interesting discovery. I can't believe no one's ever found it."
"It's not a place that can't be found unless it's searched, Mr. Saltzman. I don't think it's been found before, I just believe that whoever finds it won't spread it."
"Very interesting, you're right. How did you find it?"
"Gathering information is my hobby, Mr. Saltzman, and I know a lot. Especially about Mystic Falls."
"I understand, then you can go."he allowed Alaric, but he had very different thoughts about this issue. By now, he had inferred that the child had information about the supernatural world, but he did not know how much he had. Although he felt the urge to ask, he didn't want to go too far.
Meanwhile, Jarle went to the locker room for his next gym class and changed. Because he came in late, he dressed up and left without attracting as much attention as possible. He kept his eyes on her, avoiding Rebekah, trying not to cause trouble in the middle of people. After running a few times on the running track around the field, he sat in the stands and watched around.
After skipping other classes because lessons were light today, he went to The Grill near his house and planned to spend time there until Caroline's party in the evening. When the Cube gave him a life plan in this world, he planned most things. A bank card with no limit money in a house near the grill, a fake resume, everything he needs to live.
He was sitting at the grill, drawing pictures of Wesen in Grimm in his notebook, listening to music. When the waiter arrived, he turned to his drawing, spicing lemonade and pie. Television shows in this world weren't much fun. Only literature could be copied. He was just a comic book. It wasn't very good, but it would have worked. He therefore continued to pursue hobbies such as musical accompaniment, drawing and writing fan fiction stories until it was party time.

Jarle Samhain is a nerdy and fan fiction writer whose only excitement throughout his life has been watching series. One day, a man with strange powers gives him a cube that will lead him to a different world. He asks her to spread chaos in the worlds she goes to. How will Jarle live in the worlds he goes to?

Disclaimer: Other than my MC and the OCs, I do not own anything used in this fanfiction.

 English is not my mother tongue. I write the translation in my own language and translate it from the program.

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