"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

"My Mama hates me. She's jealous of me. She hates me. She hates me." Read at your own caution. This is a dark story.

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

*This story is an unedited first draft. Fifteen-year-old Wendy Darling is trying hard to stay positive. But when another tragic event causes her more turmoil, she begins to isolate herself from everything she once knew. Lonely and depressed, Wendy seeks solace in a dream world that offers her the excitement and freedom she craves. She meets a handsome boy who introduces her to adventures she is unable to experience during her waking hours. When morning returns, Wendy discovers it is difficult to shake how vivid the dream was and how alive it had made her feel. Soon, she finds herself dreaming about the mysterious boy every night. But when her fantasies become frighteningly real, Wendy begins to question her beliefs...and her sanity. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

"This is Julio's pizzeria, what would you like to order?" "Hi, could I have a large pepperoni pizza with a double chocolate mocha delivered to 76 Maple Avenue?" "That will be 13.50. Anything else?" "Not really." "Your order will be ready in 20 minutes. Thank you for calling." "No problemo, love ya." "Love you too." "..." "..." "Did you just --" "Don't expect any discount on your pizza just because I expressed my undying love for you." // idea from tumblr \\ //and yes This is cliche\\

"Hello?" "Is your house on fire?" "No...?" "Man, I thought it was because you're so dang hot." "I think you need to work on that." ... One prank call One girl One guy One great story ********* Cover by RaghaddMurad Highest Rating: #1 in short story

The Spin-Off of Prank Caller, and the start of a new series. The Short Food series. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She liked Dunkin' Donuts. He worked at Dunkin' Donuts. "'Cause I'm sick of losing soulmates, so how do we win?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ©bookbabere, all rights reserved.

"Princess, is that you?" "I'm sorry, what? You have the wrong number." "It cannot be a wrong number if I dialed a random number." "Does this work on all the ladies?" "More importantly, is it working on you?" "To be determined." [Completed]

❝i've seen you around here a lot.❞ ❝i know this is the best starbucks around.❞ ❝aren't all starbucks the same?❞ ❝no other starbucks has a girl like you.❞ -- just a pinch of love #3 -- #118 in Humor (3.12.15)

❝so my dad says you're the new waitress.❞ ❝yup.❞ ❝what's your name?❞ ❝reema, but everyone calls me reem. who's the guy on the phone?❞ ❝my brother.❞ ❝he's pretty cute.❞ ❝he's pretty taken.❞ -- just a pinch of love #2 -- #400 in Humor (6.17.15) #82 in Humor (3.5.16)