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.

It's like we're more than just friends but still less than lovers, you're oh so tough, but I want to be your first weakness. Here we go again with the mixed signals and second thoughts.

It's amazing what one line can do... 27 one sentence oneshots and the stories that go with them.

The moment Honey Smith sets foot in South Merritt Academy, she unknowingly becomes the target of an unspoken challenge, setting into motion a self-fulfilling prophecy that will forever change the lives of South Merritt’s Elite Five.

She sent him pictures of life at home. He sent her pictures of life at war.

Love is never easy, sometimes it doesn't always last forever...but sometimes it takes us on one hell of a ride. A writer asks random women to tell about the love of their lives. Short blurbs from each response.

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

Tuesday: "My poetry is much more of who I am than any word sewage sure to come out of my figurative 'mouth' when I write this to you." Simon: "It doesn't matter. You make me break all my own rules."

She wonders about a world without colour. He wonders if he is still dreaming. In hindsight, some things just don't compare. ONESHOT.

Discontinued.

Six different students, six different perspectives. One weekend.

Her voice cracked slightly, "The roads are closed so...I'm kind of stuck." Jake smiled, "You can stay here if you want,"...then he seemed to realize what he said, "I mean...I can sleep down here, so it's no big deal."

Leah Townsend is on the run.And in serious danger.Desperate,she finds herself in the hands of a spy who is as dangerous as they come.Has she jumped from the frying pan into the fire?R&R!Thanx PLS READ MY UPDATE ON CHAP 30 IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS STORY.

i am still so sorry.

Fonts are a fun thing, y'know? They can tell you a lot about a person." A nameless character's views on the people around them, and the fonts they use.

the son of an ifrit seeks love

SKoW Nominee, Round 9. I see him every Thursday morning on the train with a clouded look in his eyes and all I want to do is make it go away. one-shot

whisper. bang.

She wanted the fairy tale. She wanted the chick flick. She wanted the soaring music, the dozen roses, the Princess Bride kiss-to-end-all-kisses. She wanted the cliché. It’s a pity she was so busy up in the clouds that she didn’t recognize it when it came.

Taylor, who works at a greeting card store, wants nothing more than to be given a Valentine of her own. But what happens when she has to sell one to the boy she secretly likes?

You try to change me, fix me, woo me, understand me...

(One-Shot) "You want to be with me, just as much, if not more than I want to be with you." A flicker of something passed over her expression. "I'll get over it."

You know when you see a rhinoceros, or whatever running around in the wild, you find it sort of breathtaking because the animal is beautiful and powerful." My eyebrows go way up at that. He just compared me to a rhino. While proposing. Oh. My. God.

about a boy

A birthday present for a Mexichondriac. Oh, yeah, that's right, I said it. Based on a true story. Tu eres un gringo. Lo siento.

Lip-biters are make-believe perfectionists turning a blind eye to a city crumbling.

She's a bleeding heart liberal. He's a jaded Marine. She's the best friend. He's the older brother. She's middle class. He's loaded. And they're sharing the same address. Painfully cliché? You have no idea. SKoW Winner and Runner-up, Round 8.

and everyone thought thirteen-year-olds were full of angst.

Today we salute you, Mr. Walmart Shopping Cart Pusher Guy...

One plus one equals two. Yellow plus blue equals green. Two crazy in love best friends equals the cutest couple ever. But one surly Mr. I-don't-believe-in-happy-endings, plus one slightly insane Little Miss Matchmaker? Not even Newton can find an answer.

Girls dream of fairytales. They want to the princess in the tower, waiting for their knight in shining armour.

It's up to your head in mud messy

She had the saddest smile he had ever seen and for some reason, he was determined to get her to produce a real one. It didn’t matter that they were two completely different people. She intrigued him and he wasn’t one to back down from something he wanted.

After her fiancé dumps her, Violet Littleton wants nothing to do with love and the entire ridiculous concept of it. But then, she meets his eyes from across the bar. It was only supposed to be a one night stand. Supposed to be anyway.

So hold your breath and drown willingly in the air of bitter remarks and burning remorse.

poem

you've got me good.

Does this make me a hypocrite falling into teenage love clichés? I think so

I’m now certain that one of the levels of hell is a garbage bin.

My name is Molly. One night, someone shot me in the head. It should have been the end of my life. Instead, it was just the beginning and it all started when a mysterious man came to me, claiming that he was my guardian and he took an oath to protect me.

It's not my fault that you're photosensitive. experimental writing

To the eye that holds a secret we never learned, I ask not to conquer, but to understand...

This is not a story of Romeo and Juliet. This is a story of Preston and Jane. One black. One white. Living worlds apart. But when they meet, their own forbidden love story begins and it will both bind them together and change them forever.

Like a pen out of ink, the greatest story remains untold.

The star that dared to fall while thousands held still.

He threw a Tonka Truck at my head and told me I smelt like flowers and he didn’t like it. He also made me eat half of his cake at play lunch and put a daisy in my hair when Kelly told me I couldn’t play on the swings because my hair wasn’t blonde. ONESHOT

Ingredients for making a best friend's wedding day complete: two shots of vodka, one lost ring, and some very mean gunmen. Wait...what? After the gunshot went off, all I remember is feeling the blood on my head. And that's when this crazy mess started...

*COMPLETE* Burroughs said it best, “Perhaps all pleasure is only relief.” This is how Callum led his life until he met Marina. Maybe pleasure can be something more than relief.

She's not a girl who misses much.

Pen is not earth mother. And the boy is not gentle. But he is lovely and broken and if she could stop being a chickenshit she could call him up and ask him to take her to Casablanca. This is how the world begins.

She's the company's new talent. He's the boss' son. He thinks she's a hussy. She thinks he's a bastard. What happens when people around them try to push them together and pull them apart simultaneously? Read and review, please. Criticism welcome! [SIX up!

She comes from the salt and the sea Untamable as the wind beneath...

I live for hours as a cathedral when you breath your confessions into my skin until they fill me up and I become a sin balloon.

baby, i will be your butterfly girl, your curie, your wendy, your lullaby, and i stare at your lips too often.

lyrics written for a friend at her request..And I know I’m six feet under, but boy my heads held high cause you never could rob me of my pride...

Armageddon commences at 4:37 PM. Only Mary Lou, a diner waitress, can stop it. //REMOVED//

but even the rush of crimson pain will never be enough for this hell.

They'll fight to stay in each other's worlds, two odd ducks swimming together because in the end they have the same voice. //REMOVED//

She soars towards him on the summer winds. He glides towards her on the winter storms. //REMOVED//

Throughout their lives, Aubrianne and Brent have been stereotyped as the naive cheerleader and the quiet rebel. Yet, they have been inseparable since kindergarten. Now that they're beginning their adult lives, unexpected changes enter their friendship.

I will sleep on sunbaked roofs, I will remember that there is perfection in imperfect imperfection, I will find It. This I swear. [A collection]

A poem about morality.

Tell me of all your sorrows, for you are not alone. old poem..

And here she found something more than what she knew. Based ish on real life.

COMPLETE WITH EPILOGUE Amazing what occurs when witty bad boy Donovan makes a bet to seduce sarcastic good girl Piper. Follow the story of their intertwined existence through high school as lessons are learned and relationships forged. EDIT IN PROCESS

An abstract look at what the world would be like if we had a limit on the amount of words we could speak. Short Story

I'm the girl you love to hate

I wrote this...just out of the blue. I really wanted to put out what I'm feeling. It's under Angst because it sounds dark, but it's not....

Sitting out in the rain last night, I wrote this poem.

Two souls but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.