Hello, my name is Ivy Green, Lexie White, and Ginger Brown. No, I don't have Multiple Personality Disorder. I work as a dancer at a club, I own a website fraught with gossip, and I'm a senior in high school, forming a new cheerleading squad to outshine 'Miss Thang.'

"There's a lot of problems with this! I didn't even get to tell him I loved him. I'm only eighteen! This isn't fair! And the way I died...that wasn't much! I at least wanted to go out doing something memorable...like saving a box of kittens from a fire or something!" Tomorrow isn't promised. Desirae knows this all too well.

Nate is every girl’s dream: smart, jock, senior, and the best looking guy in school. Too bad he knows it, dating one girl to the next. So where do I come in? Well I’m his best friend. And I'm fine with the whole 'best friend' concept. At least, I was.

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

I dropped on my bed, grabbed my pillow, and squeezed it tightly. It would be a long time before I would fall asleep, because in two hours I would lose my best friend.

I love you, you love me, but as a friend, like friends should be. With a great big hug and a kiss from her to you. Won't you say you love me too? One-shot.

Ten things that a guy loves and hates about his best girl friend. Oneshot.

[ONE SHOT] She kept avoiding him. He always found his way back to her. But it only went so far…