Determined to put the fear of God into the racist homophobe who messed up her best friend, mild-mannered Jane Hazelton resorts to hiring a thug to do the job. Trouble is, said thug isn’t interested in money, he’s interested in her. **COMPLETED**

She ought to thank that piece of gum for getting stuck in his hair, really. To think a lump of pink, processed stickiness is what started it all... //ON HIATUS//

Males are like maths homework, you have to deal with them and even if you are quite capable of doing so they are still annoying. Especially the ones that hang up on you. Damn him. [ONESHOT]

REMOVED. After three years on the cheerleading squad, I was still single, and pining after my geeky lab partner. Don’t ask me how or why, because I couldn’t tell you. All I know is that the way he mixes dangerous chemicals really turns me on.

Nicole Stone's plan to ask Sullivan Black to the Sadie Hawkins Dance backfires. Embarrassingly so. Will she be able to work up the nerve to ask him again? // One Shot //

Lindy thinks she's doing him a favor, mailing the love letter he left behind on the bus. Little does she know that it may be the other way around.

“See that girl?” “You mean Gwen Labelle?” “Yeah, her.” “Why? What are you planning?” “I’m gonna make her like me. In a week.”

Brody Hansen and I, we had a system. I didn't like him and he didn't like me, but we both liked watching each other undress. That's just what happened when you gave good-looking, hormonal teenagers bedroom windows that faced each other. Full sum inside.

COMPLETE In nineteenth century London, it isn't considered proper for a young lady to send flowers to a healthy young bachelor. But when Adrian Morey receives a bouquet with a challenge, he can't help but be intrigued.

My life was mindnumbingly dull, but I was fine with being the invisible Ginger Ale Girl. Whoever said friends were good for the soul did not know the boy with blue hair.