"You Sage, are just like this piece of popcorn." Seth says, as he gestures towards the piece he is holding. The piece which just fell from my pathetic attempt at throwing it up, and catching it in my mouth. He smirks. It's his stupid 'I'm sexy and I know it' smirk again, and it immediately makes me suspicious. "What do you mean?" "You're already falling for me." When Seth first kisses Sage, they have not just finished a long walk on the beachside during the sunset. They are not standing in the rain, soaking with each others' faces cupped in wet, desperate palms. They have not even, against all odds, just professed their undying love for each other after some tragic sort of misunderstanding. No, when Seth first kisses Sage, it is a hasty make out session in the back seats of the cinema, only initiated out of boredom and to hide his face from two whiny girls that he had been running away from. How romantic. (Two childhood friends incidentally kiss and proceed to fall in love)

My short story version of Van Houten's "An Imperial Affliction," featured in John Green's bestselling novel "The Fault In Our Stars." The story of a girl named Anna, a Dutch Tulip Man, and a hamster named Sisyphus.

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

Read the full-length story on FicFun (link in bio)! In which an enigmatic freshman speaks through a shared bathroom door to his mysterious troubled neighbour. (Conversations SPIN-OFF)

please forgive me, let me be

hear me out, stay alive

"i remember." © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2015. N. A. The sequel to 'Boy' is 'Funnybones' and is available to read on my profile.

gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

He disappears with magic. She sits on her chair all day. But when the two collide... The Ghost of the school and the New Damaged Girl consume in their flaws. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #1 |

She has skin like porcelain. He is a shade like bronze. But when all their differences are put to the side... The Brown Boy and The White Girl indulge in the sparks between them. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #3 |