NOT MY ORIGINAL STORY! Meghan needed help, Joshua answered her call-literally. As the two continue to bond, a secret understanding between each other is developed. Will their chemistry develop into something more beautiful or will it remain between a caller heeding advice and a hotline for such purposes? Original Story: "Help Me" by @Handwritting I've had the pleasure of writing, rather, rewriting @Handwritting 's "Help Me", a short story she had worked on back during our early highschool days. Truly, this was supposed to come out a lot earlier than I intended, but sadly a lot of things have happened. By rewriting, I don't mean to modify the essence and flow of the story, I meant to add details to the already thrilling romance the story has. Please do, if you have time, check out her account and read her other stories from the same series!

Life threw lemons at him-to be more precise, his brain did-making him lose is second opportunity at a scholarship. And right as he was about to embark on a journey to prepare for dropping out again, The Blip happens and now, although he needs not worry about the scholarship or getting jobs he has a more pressing matter at hand-survival. As he regains his senses, he finds himself surrounded by unfamiliar things and places devoid of human society. Will he survive- no that's besides the point. The author is writing about it so he probably would. The real question now is how?

story of a girl who waited for ever. ««« dear ever, you know that fate is playing games with you when the same tragedy happens twice.

"You see I was kinda sorta maybe running for my life and the laundry shop was there, so why not." "And? That doesn't actually give me the explanation why the new hot guy kissed you and whispered something that made your face look like a tomato." "Well, I fell into his dirty laundry and kinda sorta maybe dragged him with me? The plus side is I became captain underpants the defender of your lower area." »»» Clumsy (adj.) - Awkward in movement and handling things. Well for Elise, clumsy is an understatement. After all she became Captain Underpants.

"I don't know who you think you are coming here, and acting like you don't care about anything. Now listen here Princess, because I'm not going to repeat myself. Here's a couple of rules that I'd like to enlighten upon you. Number one, you do not talk back to me. And two, you don't mess with me or the rules," his breath fans my face and I close my eyes. The proximity between us was terrifying. "I've dealt with many bitches like you, so I suggest that you follow those rules unless you want to end up like them," - he leans in. His mouth lingers near my ear, "used." ... "... You might think that you run this place, but you do not run me. Understand? And the sooner you understand that, the better it'll be for the both of us," I warn staring right into his eyes before walking away. I was more than amused by his dumbfounded expression. I stop, and turn back around, facing him, "And one piece of advice, know what you're fishing for before you start fishing. What if you find a shark and it reels you in, instead?" ⇒Highest rank: 1 in Chicklit on 01.08.16

"Hello" "What?" "Umm is this the helpline?" "Helpline?" "Yeah is this it?" "Oh yeah, umm Good evening and you're calling this helpline I don't know why, what's the problem?" ***** ©Handwritting [book 1 of Speak series] Cover made by: Me Started: 04/05/16 Completed: 02/20/17 Highest Ranking: #60 in short story (October 19, 2018)