I think you sent this to the wrong person.. {I'm back bitches}

Title says it all :) ** REQUESTS ARE OPEN ** Translations: Spanish Highest Rank: #96 in fanfiction

she sits with him on the school bus, yet they never talk to each other.

"Is that your penis??"

❄ Noelle Tucker was always dismissive of 87.3's weather reports. So when the radio station is spot-on for a change, it comes as big news to Elle, especially when she's trapped in her building for the next couple of weeks. Flitting between floors for her job and her home, Elle quickly makes friends with the others trapped inside her building by the violent snowstorm terrorizing urban Chicago. The radio DJ isn't too surprised upon meeting all five members of the rich and famous boy band One Direction (it sort of comes with the job). After all, not much fazes Elle Tucker. But when you throw in a clingy, over-obsessive girlfriend, a couple of pints of eggnog, and fifty-six inches of snow, you've got Elle Tucker skating on thin ice.

"you're going to hell, ashton irwin."

"I'm Luke." "I know." "I'm Brooke," she smiled. I looked at her as if she was the best thing in the world. "I know," I smiled back. © 2014, vanillacid || All Rights Reserved. cover by me highest ranking: #36 in fanfiction

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. The words at least all boxers live by. However, upcoming amateur boxer, Matty "Champ" Iverson, has a hard time learning when to sting, when to open up and float, and when to shut up. When she meets Calum, she thinks she's learned the difference. But she couldn't be more wrong.