Description (UPDATED 2020): This is the story that started it all. Summer 2015 little 7th grade Jess decided to write a sitcom about websites as humans. Though the beginning was mostly meme references, as elements of plot were slowly introduced it became much more. I'm not saying it's good, I'm just saying it happened. Oh, and if you're looking for the original description, here it is: Have you ever wondered the craziest thing a website would ship? A wizard and a house elf? A vampire and a werewolf? A blade of grass and a butterfly? Those all pale in comparison to what this book will have you shipping: the websites themselves. In a world where all popular social media, news, etc. websites are humans, watch Google, Yahoo, Bing, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, and even wattpad, as well as many others deal with age old rivalries, obnoxious new coworkers, and even find love in this ever changing world of the internet. SEASON 2: https://www.wattpad.com/story/75010634-antisocial-media-season-2 PRESENTING THE FANDOMS: https://www.wattpad.com/story/67035135-presenting-the-fandoms OFFICIAL TUMBLR: http://ptf-and-asm.tumblr.com/

Reid has been homeless on the streets of New York for years now, fighting for cash in clubs and sleeping in empty buildings. With his special ability, Reid could have whatever life he wanted, but chooses not to. When Sam meets Reid on the subway, she has a hard time forgetting about him, and not only because he keeps showing up in the least likely of places. Sam doesn't know it at first, but the boy she just met is about to show her a whole other world.

EVERYONES TALKING ABOUT IT!! "A brilliant book with a strong female character. It is beautifully written. Definitely, a breath of fresh air." - flying-person (Author of "He Was Looking for a Princess Instead He Found Me" and "The Art of Courting") "With so many new books coming in every day it's hard to find one that gives us (readers) something new and interesting. Moon Girl is just what we've been waiting for!!" -Wordsareriddles (Watty Award Winning author of "My Redemption" and "The Dead Never Come Back") No walking The street sign was still flashing no walking. Some wondered if it ever would have happened if she had only obeyed the sign. No one could have for told it not even the greatest among them. She was the greatest and even she didn't see it coming. How could she? It was her blind spot. Everybody has a blind spot. No, I'm not talking about the blind spot in your eyes, though everyone has those too. I'm talking about your blind spot, the things that you refuse to see. For example, we all know that we're not supposed to steal, yet everyone does it at least once in their life. Or if your lactose intolerant but not terribly, so you still eat ice cream every once in a while. Your blind spot is the thing you do even though you know you shouldn't. It's the things you do without seeing the consequences or just outright ignoring them. This was her blind spot, and a very dangerous one at that.

Demetriot Shields wasn't your average street kid. After his parents died, he was left alone to fend for both himself and his younger brother. Over time, he became good at blending in and getting places he didn't belong to take things that weren't his. But when his skills caught the eye of a Secret Service agent, his life changed forever. Now, years later, he works for the Secret Service to provide for his brother, hiding his life style by pretending to be a martial arts teacher. But his life takes another unexpected turn when a routine job uncovers a dangerous plan to take over the government. As he works to uncover more, Demetriot will find out much about his life that he never knew, and discover secrets that may well cost him his life. ~~~ Highest Rating: #192 in Action

Standing in a crowd or lurking on a rooftop; as a Thief, you learn to be invisible, or you die. Ryker has been under the care of the Thieves since he was a child, traversing the tops of buildings and stealing the purses of greedy merchants for as long as he can remember. Twelve months ago he started his training to become a full member of the guild, but now, everything has changed. The Thieves Guild has been attacked, it's members scattered. Only a handful are left to fight against insurmountable odds, against those who would try to steal their home away from them. With the shadows as their ally, it's up to them to take back what's theirs.

What if the fandoms could talk? What if they worked together? This'll probably be the only fanfiction you'll ever read that's like this. NOT INTENDED FOR YOUNGER VIEWERS. Credit to @Jessamine1031 for inspiring this story by writing Antisocial Media (which you should read if you like this). LOTS OF CREDIT TO YOU JESS. LOTS OKAY? Author's Note: I don't like author's notes (how ironic), so go to my latest randomness book if you want updates. Bonus addition: FANDOMS.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Two people, a male and a female. Both friends, competitors, and in love with each other. Watch as these two deal with their busy lives and with the help of others, will they be able to realize one another feelings?