Chip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or will he keep it? © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

"Aloo--" "I'm hungry." "Problem solved! We deliver donuts, where do you want that?" "I don't. I'm craving McNuggets." "..." "And you." #14 in Dialogue (13 July, 2018) #68 IN SHORT STORY - 30/4/2017

How easy is it to fade when you're already invisible? Hannah Pollusk has spent all her life in EC, silently wondering what real, normal life is like. Until one day she doesn't have to wonder. She is given the chance of a lifetime and is put into normal classes. And she wishes she were back in EC. In an understaffed school riddled with your average bullies, dorks, and jocks, one girl tries to speak up for hundreds. But how can she speak up when she has been forever silenced?

in which a boy delivers waffles and a girl eats them. book one in the foodie series ✿lowercase intended✿

"Don't tell me it's you again." "It is." "Oh my God." "Babe--" "No, stop." "I want to give you olive my love." #40 in short story - 16. JAN. 2016 #34 - 21/1/2016 #29 - 24/1/2016 #8 - 25/2/2016 #2 in cheese - 7/9/2018 BOOK #1 OF THE FAT FOOD SERIES

9 year old Dawn has been stuck in an adoption center for years, never knowing what happened to her parents. One day she finally gets picked out by a green haired man, the one and only jacksepticeye. Read to find out more?

"I'll only ever come to love one thing, and thats pizza." "Give me twenty eight days to prove otherwise." #65 In Short Story (Dialogue category) 6/21/17 :) *old story*

❝Hello, this is the Starb-❞ ❝HEEELP ME!! PLEASE! THERE'S A MURDERER IN MY HOUSE!❞ ❝OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! WHAT DO I DO?! THIS IS STARBUCKS, NOT FREAKING 911. WAIT, HOLD ON. TRY TO KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE, I'LL CALL 911!! STAY CALM. IT'S GOING TO BE O- ❞ ❝Wait...did you just say Starbucks?❞ ❝Um...yeah?❞ ❝They have a hotline?❞ ---- fun conversations between two Potterheads over the Starbucks hotline. [highest rank: #6 in short story] [highest rank: #2 in short story 5/6/17]

Credit to: WelcomeToTheOrangeParade Based on the song Cancer! Comment and Vote!

I run straight out the front door both of them following me. They're hot on my heels. Why is my face so cold? There's water there? No I can't be crying I haven't cried, like actual full tears cried, since.... No, I can't think about that now, all I need to do is run. Run till my legs feel like jello. Run till my lungs feel like they're on fire. Run till I can't run anymore. Run away from the feelings and the memories and the life I'm forced to live. Just run. WARNING: I POST WHEN I HAVE TIME SO LITTERALLY BARELY EVER BUT PLEASE CONTINUE COMMENTING ASKING WHEN ILL POST NEXT BECAUSE THAT GIVES ME MOTIVATION!!!!