He's a rich city boy. She's a struggling country girl. He's unruly. She's meek. Two seemingly different people; both broken pieces just the same. Love can undoubtedly bring them together, but will it be enough to fix them?

Like any of those very few days in the past wherein I had attempted to talk to him and then in all of those occasions my mind had shut down? That's exactly what is happening right now... Shit.

Sure, there's probably nothing wrong with making out for once in my life with a Mr. I'm-Too-Hot-And-Sexy-Any-Girl-Would-Raise-And-Wave -Their-Lacy-Underwear-Just-To-Have-Sex-With-Me, but I could definitely find all the errors if that kind of guy makes out with ME. Because I'm a freaking nerd, for crying out loud!

Last night: Nathan kissed me. Today: I'm avoiding him at all costs. But it looks like Jerkface had something planned to get hold of me.

Do you remember that time in eighth grade when you got sick, still went to school, and I told everyone how disgusting you were for spreading your virus? How about sophomore year? Did you remember when I got you in trouble from the pizza joint you were working for, which later caused you to lose that job? TWOSHOT

I did the one thing I never thought I would do. I trusted him.

ONESHOT. a love story told in a friend's POV. Diane is dead-set in leaving her husband, Henry. What can Pam do to change her mind?

a GLIMPSE into a marriage life

"My hands are not fragile," I refuted defensively. "Your muscles are just…that hard!"