Only once had she heard him say three words to her; "Take a sip." With a crooked smile plastered on his face, that she'll never come to forget. ➝ Former blurb dismantled ➝ Under major editing ➝ Short story, highest rank : #23 10 • 26 • 15 ➝ # Coffee Shop, highest rank : #1 11 ● 29 ● 19

❝ello love❞ ❝how did you know british accents are my favorite?❞ ❝love, i know everything❞ ❝you even know how to charm the pants off a girl❞ ❝are you saying your pants are off?❞ in which a boy steals a girl's heart through text messages. ________________________________ sequel to stolen number highest ranking: #seventeen in short story lowercase intended

❝hey, sweet cheeks❞ ❝do i know you?❞ ❝damn, i'm offended after all we have been through❞ ❝wrong number?❞ ❝try stolen number, babe❞ in which a boy steals a girl's number from his friends phone. ________________________________ highest ranking: #eleven in short story lowercase intended

Sour. Was the first thing that was on Isobel's mind the first time she saw, or rather noticed Trevor. Sweet. There was something about Isobel that made Trevor's heart fluttered at the first glance. Maybe it was the light on her eyes that danced, maybe it was the kind smile, maybe it was her sweet voice. -Or maybe it was from the fact that she was nothing like him. She was sweet. He was sour. -And this is the recipe of sour sweetness, of how sweet and sour came together.

❝And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am.❞ { 2 0 1 4 © josie nicholson short story. all rights reserved. } edited by the great @iprobablyateit! myself and my readers can never thank you enough.

She was the girl behind the typewriter, the one everyone called cupid, but no one really knew her ✉ He was the boy behind the glasses, the one everyone called nerd, but no one really knew him ✉ highest ranking: #twenty two in short story

"But that's what you love about me, my dirty side, eh?" "Please remove your mouth from my ear before I place my fist on top of your jaw in a very fast motion." "Ooh, kinky. I didn't know you like it fast, ay Jordan?" "..." "You see what I mean when I said I'm the type of boy that will make any girl speechless." "What, with your ugly face?" "Well...damn." ~ Jordan was a girl. Alfie was a boy. They were best friends. Pfft, yeah like that's ever gonna work. (Dialogue story) Warning ⚠️ I wrote this all in one day when I was younger so it's not the most amazing story it's simple, cheesy and if you want a laugh and nothing too serious then continue on to the book. (Ignore the grammar mistakes I haven't fully edited it yet)