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{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

These stories, or anecdotes were made at random points of my life. You would probably like them if you're into fluff, or just want some relatable content. They do sometimes cover dark concepts, and if you are ever struggling, you can always talk to me, no matter if you know me or not. These one shots can develop into stories, but I'm way too lazy for that, so if you ever like these or find inspiration from these (which I'm sure you won't), you can always develop them into your own stories, but give me credit please. Stealing is not cool. I'm not really great in writing description, so you can just start reading. THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED ©