So his friend was the one who got the crossdressing girl in the all boys school. Like Tristan Harland is ever the type to lose out, especially not to some girl who stalked him all the way from China. Problem is, she isn't exactly the type to lose either.

Maybe my eyes were directed at him too intently. But I wasn't stalking. Really. He didn't seem to agree with me.

It would have been the most perfect, heart-to-goo-inducing couple had I not butted my sorry ass into it. Sorry, folks. one-shot

The boy was gorgeous. Slap his face on a Calvin Klein underwear ad and I swear, those boxers would sell. It's just too bad we attended rival schools. Contact was off-limits. But then again, he had never been big on following rules...

He was supposed to be the one night stand that made her forget she got fired. She was supposed to be another star struck enthusiast of his music that he could ditch by morning. But when money gets involved, suddenly losing the other isn't so easy anymore.

ONE SHOT. “Jealous?” He knew the damn answer to that. She grabbed him into place so that no space existed between them. He knew he wished it were like this forever. “You wish.” Cute how they try to run when all they need is each other.

“Who are you? God?” I demand. “Maybe I am. And with the way you’ve been treating me, well, you’re going to hell, buddy,” she says indignantly. “Yeah,” I sneer. “I’m sure that God definitely goes around kicking third graders in the balls."

“So I take it I’m not getting any tonight?” That WOULD be the first thing he says to me when he finds out we're locked in a room together. So even with "No" for an answer, how is it I find myself in bed with him, falling harder with every passing second?

“How about a movie? Saturday night? Just you and me.” I scowled. “How about you get the hell off my desk before I kick your fat ass off it?” He grinned at me, unfazed. “You just can’t get enough of my ass, can you?” ONESHOT

REMOVED. Sorry guys I wrote this when I was 15 and I just cannot stand a single one of the characters in the story anymore. Leaving the first chapter up for nostalgia's sake.

ONE SHOT. Remy's boyfriend Matt is perfect in every way except one: he has an infuriating best friend named Jack who just loves to bother her. "Do you think I find joy in the fact that all I can ever think about is you, no matter how hard I try not to?"

The EAHoDSC is a long-standing tradition for Adelaide and her friends. But what happens when one of her other traditions - the delicious Charlie Harris - joins the fray? You know, besides the traditional inordinate amounts of sexual tension?