"So vampires don't sparkle." ". . . Yeah, no, I'm not even going to dignify that with a response."

The thought filter. It's something that processes the thoughts from your brain to your mouth. Every human has it. Except for me. Which is why that, when the most wanted boy in the school sits next to me, I tell him without a second thought, "You're hot." [DISCONTINUED]

Okay, so maybe becoming a cross-dresser to get into a boy band wasn't the best idea ever. Scratch that, it was a terrible idea. But when I saw that poster in the mall for auditioners, I just couldn't resist. So I decided to give being in a boy band a shot. Good job me...except for the part that I was a girl. [HIATUS]

He was the basketball MVP of the school. She was the co-captain of the cheer team. Together, they were the school's golden couple. And the only thing standing between them was me and a couple of candy bars. Oneshot.

She didn't know him, and he didn't know her. A coincidence of cosmic proportions had brought them together, over the phone. Nothing personal that was the rule. “So our siblings are getting married.” He said thoughtfully.“Obviously not to each other.”