I smiled softly at her, assuring her that I was confident in this. "I'll take you out on a date, or two, or five, or twenty, and, when you're ready… when you're really ready… I'll give you the sweetest first kiss a girl could possibly dream of." Oneshot!

"You were supposed to be concerned about my eyes after you hit me with a snowball. Concerned, you should have come close to check if I was okay or not– close enough so I could kiss you unexpectedly. Come on, Liz, we even talked about this before."Oneshot!

He gradually steals my breath away as if it's second nature to do so. Like sauntering through a park on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Easy. / Fluffy oneshot.

Of a moment, of a thought: a tugging desire, a simple Wish. Pillowbook of sorts.

Because some things just break me. Pillowbook of sorts.

Because we simply don't want to forget. A collection.

A trait I sorely need. Pillowbook of sorts.

There is happiness in this crooked world. We just have to find it. // Pillowbook.

There's a few things that I'd never admit, even to myself. Pillowbook of sorts.

There's a lot of things I don't get. Pillowbook.

A disjointed, awkward, problematic friendship that nearly developed into something of a romantic relationship, yet never really became one. My attempt to simplify the events of the past year. Twelve months, one boy, and a whole lot of emotions.

Just trying to make my way through the madness of day-to-day life... //Pillowbook.

She stuttered. She loosened her grip on his wrists, but still held them gently. Slowly gliding her hands up his cold, bare arms, she spoke once more, her whispered voice wavered by pain.

Dull stars and dreams, gleaming overhead. A "Where I'm From" poem.

Alex and I had slipped away from the prom, into the night, after realizing that we had a mutual dislike of crowded floors, disappearing refreshments and awkward dances. One-shot. R&R!

Since kindergarten, a boy and a girl have grown up together... loathing each other's guts. In high school, after a critical mistake is made, long-forgotten secrets are finally uncovered. But can the hatred ever be resolved?

Two guys, one girl. He like her, she likes another, the other doesn't care. Life is perplexing, isn't it?

You’re everything I hate..Yet for some reason..I’m still in love.