Katie was happy with her typical existence. Then, someone snaps her picture with the hottest-bachelor-under-25 and her life becomes a whirlwind of charity functions, fancy dinners, and...coming out parties... are you serious?

She picked up the paper ball and threw it at his face. Again. This time, it hit his forehead. Before she could blink, she found herself pressed to the pole, with Vincent's body against hers. "I don't think you want to try that again," he murmured.

I hadn't seen you in three months; you weren't expected home in another one. But that still didn't stop me from entering your room and expecting you there. One-shot

That tongue should be banned. Banned from kissing. Especially kissing me. No. No he didn’t kiss me, he mouth raped me. Raped my mouth. In broad daylight." - Very Quick One-Shot

-ONE SHOT- "Nice pink panties," Jayden taunted me. "Glad you liked the sight," I responded nonchalantly. "Oh yes I did," he shot back. "But I have to say, seeing you fall down those stairs was much better entertainment." Why again am I in love with him?

She silently kicked herself for losing concentration because she found the sight of him disemboweling a dead rat strangely attractive.

Note to self: If you hate flying, don’t sit next to a ridiculous cute boy with a hitched smile, a freckled face, and an obnoxious laugh… especially if it’s a boy you dropped a suitcase on.

(One-Shot) 12:05pm. Target caught masturbating in bathroom stall. 007 status: in adjacent stall, hyperventilating.

Isaac’s practically marked you. You’re his property now! So cute!” “Mark? As in…like…vampires!” Well…maybe I read a tad too many fantasy stories. Sue me.“NO! You’re wearing his letterman jacket! And what’s printed behind? His name?" Silence. “I give up. A

One-shot "Ava, what is your problem?" "You, Jared Ashby. You are my problem. You stole all the kiss right out of me, you jerk!"

Sweet Aimee has a knight in shining armor that watches over her. One-Shot.

I am in a bunny suit. This is practically child abuse. As if it couldn't get worse, Logan Smalls—AKA, the Devil—has just taken a picture of me, in all my bunnified glory, for our school newspaper. I swear, I'm going to kill him. Easter oneshot.

[one shot] “Anyways,” added Bee airily, “I'll always see you, wallflower or not.”

[ONE SHOT] “I'm already in love with someone,” I said. “And who is this supposed moron,” he muttered darkly. I turned and looked at him. Oh God, here goes the last shred of dignity I own. I took a deep breath. “You.”

Jane, I wasn't going to tell you, but there a guy who's been drawing you for the past half hour or so...'

Complete. It's not that I was a bad person. Actually, I was quite a good person. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Not my fault. And then he walked in. Oh, sweet irony.

Raleigh Chase thinks guys are dogs. Her older brother's best friend Ryan Henderson claims that he can make any girl, including Raleigh, fall for him. Their bet's on for four months. Can they prove each other wrong? //REMOVED//