"I think I may be in love with my bestfriend."

"If you really think I'm revolting or a complete asshole, then why don't you quit? Huh? C'mon tell me, Princess," Calum questioned, towering over me with a smirk that was constantly toying at his lips. I knew I would regret my answer later. But in that moment, with Calum's specific scent of mint and an undertone of cigarettes filling my nose, I spoke whatever I wanted. Maybe it was the smell that clouded my thoughts and keeping me from using a filter with my thoughts. "I can't quit because you make me feel some sort of way. I don't know what this stupid feeling is. All I know for certain is that I'm not going anywhere until I figure out what the hell this emotion is."

Life gets colorful sometimes, Pink, yellow, and if you so desire, green; Post-its below fridge magnets- Forgetfulness wiping cognitive boards cleans.

"But I love you, and I love this child." "But I don't want you to give up on your dream. Please forget about me." • • • But that didn't stop him.

"you were named after a shoe?" "no, you fucking dumbass." © mukenarcotics 2015 february 2015

In which two people who hate each other go on a road trip with their friends.

In which a girl starts working at a bar. -------------------------------------------------- "Are you like this with all the girls that work here?" "Just the pretty ones"

"I'm working at Disney World to pay my bills, not to find a boyfriend." | 201 in fanfiction | 93 in short story | © impediment 2015

“why are you at the park at three in the morning?” “i could ask you the same thing, sweetheart.” all rights reserved © 2015 | awemichael {completed}

Chelsea moves across the country with her best friend to spend the summer before college in sunny California. While taking a writing course in preparation for college, the two girls make friends with the guys across the street. What happens when the girls are left with freedom, summer, and four hot neighbors? (Warning: This story contains sexual content and some foul language.)