WARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL When Maura is home alone, she dials for pizza. Well, she dials the number she THINKS is for the pizza delivery guy. Instead, Greg answers... "Hi, can I get one cheese pizza?" "Um....this is Greg Harrow...." "You're not the pizza guy?!?" "No, sorry, I'm not." "Oh. Wrong number." Highest Rank in Short Story: #23 on March 28th, 2017

"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

"Aren't you a little too young to be a psychologist?" I eyed him suspiciously. "Aren't you a little too sane to be seeing one?" He countered with an amused smirk. "Touche." Meet Payton Quinn, your average teen who has problems with love like everybody else, but with a Mom who worries maybe just a little too much and ends up sending her to a Love Psychologist. Meet Damon Saunders, Cupid's son. His Dad is punishing for slacking off all his life and of course he get stuck with Payton. Only way he can go back to his carefree lifestyle is if he Payton find her match and get them together by posing as her new psychologist. But what he doesn't know is that matching Payton isn't as easy as he thought... Will Payton give in to Damon and be with who she was meant to be? Or will she deny her fate and destiny and go after who she really loves?

There is a belief that with each origami star folded, a falling star is saved. After folding 365 stars while mourning the loss of her mother, Vilvian makes a wish that will change her life forever. Enter Nox Bright - the handsome and mysterious guy who has been haunting Vilvian's dreams. She can barely believe it when he walks into her homeroom near the end of the school year. Has she gone crazy or is it possible that wishes really do come true? [Unedited version. Edition version available for sale on the Tapas app.]

Catching the chickenpox sucks. It also sucks when the class nerd is blowing your phone up with texts like an amateur. The story is told through exchanges of texts, emails and handwritten letters. [updates will be every couple of days] jared: So. . .How are you feeling? 6:34 PM me: i'm still sick 6:40 PM jared: Oh, I'm so sorry! 6:41 PM me: that meant go away 6:45 PM