“Emma, it’s a kissing booth. You have to actually kiss them.” “Joey I like you as much as anyone can like an anally attentive, obsessive compulsive, president of the planning committee but I refuse, wholeheartedly, to kiss Lucas Harvey.”

Adrianne had always had a crush on the school playboy, Nate. So she decides to write him a love letter and slip it in his locker. Only to realize she had the wrong locker. What's worse is that it was Alex's locker, the bad boy.

I left a note on the Lonely Hearts wall one night in pure desperation. The request is simple - "Find Me". The one who finds me is handsome, charismatic, kind AND eight years my junior. This can't really work. So, why can't I stop thinking about him?

Two words. Aiden Walker. Want to know more about him? He bugs me on a daily basis. He's a quarterback. He has a thing for brightly colored shirts. I guess what I am trying to say is this: Aiden Walker is annoying. Amen.

Amelia West has a secret: she can read minds. It's an ability that brings her into contact with a multi-pierced, tattooed boy named Mitch Cooper. // One Shot //

So here I am, standing ‘innocently’ inside my neighbour’s garage, possibly eavesdropping, when next thing I know I’m being swept off my feet – no joke. Let me tell you this is not my idea of my fairytale happy ending. ONESHOT

ONE-SHOT! "Hi," I mumbled, "are those contacts?" He laughed. "No, that's my real eye colour. I'm Kieran Westwood." I shook his offered hand, saying "I'm Vanessa Cerille, soon-to-be Vanessa Westwood." Yeah, I don't know where that came from either.