Determined to put the fear of God into the racist homophobe who messed up her best friend, mild-mannered Jane Hazelton resorts to hiring a thug to do the job. Trouble is, said thug isn’t interested in money, he’s interested in her. **COMPLETED**

He was quiet, brooding and closed off. He sat next to me every class, even following me when I changed seats. He never talked, never looked my way and if it weren’t for that damn Morrissey shirt, I’d have kicked his stalking ass. ONESHOT.

ONESHOT "Come on, Holly," my best friend urged, "I've met him a few times and he seems pretty decent. And even if he isn't, I made sure that you met him in the afternoon so that he can't try anything." Well, what more could a girl want than a creep for a blind date, right?

Eric has a crush on you." I exclaimed at the top of my voice, "Eric has a what on me!" Abruptly, everybody - especially Eric - promptly turned around to stare at me. Oh crap.

It didn’t matter to my Hindu Mum that he was an Italian badass covered in tattoos; the Indian fortune-teller had predicted that I would marry him so according to Mum, marry him I would. **Lucan’s Story**

“It doesn’t work that way. Sometimes you just don’t get the happy ending,” she said. He looked at her, then with a small smile, he said,“You always get the happy ending. It always comes eventually. You just have to have faith.”

It's okay when you love someone and he loves you back. It's still okay even though it's unofficial. But when you're about to lose her, what do you do?

[COMPLETE] I'm a good girl. I get A's. I don't give my mom problems. So how did I get in a shouting match with this cute guy in the Principals office? And why did my Math teacher pair us up for tutoring? Doesn't he realize that's a recipe for chaos? [SEQUEL UP] *FAIR WARNING* This story is 8 years old and is cliche with some cringe-worthy dialogue and scenes. Read at your own risk!

Even if it was cliché, the too good girl finally tamed the too bad boy. It had taken a bubblegum chewing fairy to find his heart and all he wanted to do now was be worthy. And all she wanted to do was be his. SKoW Member Challenge - Bubblegum

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?

Ace Reporter Lucy has to get to the bottom of the story...about the roses in her locker.

Thor was the pretend boyfriend I made up so Samuel 'My Face is a Bacterial Wasteland' Matherson would leave me alone. So why is Thor standing in front me in the flesh?

After a fight with his girlfriend, the one he turns to is his best friend. One-shot.

He was eager. She was bewildered. He was a little dorky. She was a little nerdy. Oh how cold Canadian love can be! **ONE-SHOT**

One Shot. This is what i get for being heroic. A gaping bleeding hole. And an annoying paramedic that's supposed to be saving my life. Well, at least he's sexy.

To her, the class was possibly the dullest thing she could ever do. That is, until the day she found a little note written on her desk from a boy the period before her...and things got a little more interesting. Short, cute oneshot; NOW WITH A FOLLOW UP!

It's funny how the smallest things turn your life around. But nothing—especially people—is ever what you expect. -Oneshot-

Well, for those of you following the adventures of Gavin and Katie, this is the fourth installment. Gavin takes Katie on their first date, at a skateboarding park. Yeah. Probably not stand alone, this time. You can try, but it may not make much sense. :

More Gavin and Katie. It's the Christmas before 'Save the Cheerleader' takes place, and our lovely heroin has fallen ill. Will Gavin step in to save the day? Or will he not? Not is a stupid word, anyway. He does not like giving up coffee for this nonsense

This can be read as a separate story but will make much more sense if read after 'Save the Cheerleader' Gavin and Katie are back with more corny romance and more adventure. The occasion? Thanksgiving with Katie's family. All fiftysix of them. Oh, dear.

Gavin hates her. Period. She's stupid and should leave him alone, because he wants nothing to do with her. Unless she's in trouble. Then he might be persuaded to step in. If he feels like it. But it's not because he likes her or anything. Nope.

She stuck her hand in the back pocket of his jeans. "Does this make you uncomfortable?" He smiled and slid his own hand into the back pocket of the shorts she was wearing. "You'll have to try harder than that." It's funny what games become. -Oneshot-

My friend begged me to take the quiz about crushes, it was “perfect for me,” what I think she meant was it was made for me. Seriously, how many quizzes know a person’s true feelings? [ONESHOT]

“… Samuel Adams.” “As in the beer?” I asked curiously. “As in the beer,” he affirmed. “Also as in the Samuel Adams who signed the Declaration of Independence, but hell, all we know is the beer.” Oneshot.

Winning her over had nothing to do with flowers, chocolate or suave dance moves. He only kept barging through her door to harass her. [OneShot]