What if you had the power to control hundreds of people’s love life just by simply saying anything? And what if they didn’t know it was you? Would you use that power for good? At Ana Davis’ high school, there’s an anonymous person known as Mickey. Mickey helps the students of Duncan High with their everyday problems, which mainly revolve around their intimate relationships. Ana never had any interest in this “Mickey” person…that is until she unexpectedly finds herself taking the job as the replacement one. The problem is. How can Ana give advice to people…when she can’t even look her own crush in the eye?!

There's really no point in reading this story. Wattpad used to have a 100 chapter limit, so I had to make this book to continue writing chapter for my big story, but they have since removed that restriction, so I'm going to stop writing in this one. I'm going to keep it around so I can still look at it and read all the wonderful comments people have left for me here, but there's really no reason why any of you need to read it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

As it is from Quizilla, so shall it be here....as quizilla sucks. So this is a story all about how your life got flipped turned upsidedown. I'd like to take a minute just sit right down, I'll tell you how you became the stigma freak princess of Bel Air...Midgar...*ahem* Anyway, some of the numbering might be a little sporadic, but don't worry about it. This story is a transfer from my Quizilla rewrites, so that's why it might seem a little crazy in the beginning.

The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards the kitten, hidden under my jacket. »One lil' kitty found another.« He smirked, amused by his own joke.