May the marshmallow be with you ⊂_ヽ 　 ＼＼ Λ＿Λ 　　 ＼(　ˇωˇ)　 　　　 /　⌒ヽ 　　　/ 　 へ＼ 　　 /　　/　＼＼ 　　 ﾚ　ノ　　 ヽ_つ We're fabulous 　　/　/ 　 /　/| 　(　(ヽ 　|　|、＼ 　| 丿 ＼ ⌒) 　| |　　) / ノ )　　Lﾉ (_／

Sometimes I think about doing rebellious stuff like chewing gum while taking a shower, or purposely calling my pet by the wrong name, but that would be to extreme. You see, I live in a world where if one thing were to be out of place everyone would go mad. Everyone seems so organized, but i'm sure they're a hot mess on the inside. I don't know how everyone got to be like this, you know, all the same, but one thing I know for sure is it's definitely not normal.

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"I'm sorry Jo. The cancer has spread. You're not going to make it past seventeen." That was the news that Jo Kelly had been waiting to hear since she turned twelve. But still, that didn't stop her from crying. She didn't want to die, who would? There's too many things that need to be done. So many things that need to be said. So many things that the seventeen year old needs. She hadn't even a friend to her name because she was always the 'outcast' and the 'girl with no hair'. That was, until, a certain cheery faced girl popped her head around her hospital door with two books and a plan. A plan on how to cheat and not let death think that she hadn't lived yet. She had to be strong and open. And it involved Jo. Abi tells Jo she has two choices in life, and that she has to pick. She can choose to sit at home in bed, crying and asking god why her until she dies, or she can do so many things she would have wanted to do, but fit them into the 50 days she has left. But the thing is, Abi only has half of them days to do what she wants. Will they live to the fullest or die a 'could have'? So, let the Bucket List begin! ~ Chloe Lumb <3

Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. *** Claire is lost and scared and utterly alone. Her family is in shambles after the death of her older sister Ina, and she's left to pick up the broken pieces of herself as her life heads into a downwards spiral of loneliness. Her heart leads her to 5:48, a little cafe by 33rd street, where she finds her new home. With a broken heart and a speech disability, Jasper has his heart and mouth sewn shut by the winding threads of hurt and fear. Painting and serving coffee in cafe 5:48 are one of his last few saving graces, but the smile he's been painting on himself will soon fade away as everything he's ever held dear slips away from his grasp. Ezra is out-of-sync and oddly cold by the way life has treated his young self. Abandoned by his single mother at an early age, he has grown up thinking that he is a mistake. His constant shaking hands are a reflection of what he often thinks of himself, but the delightful pastries he bakes for 5:48's customers are a reflection of what others see of him. Drew is a quirky rarity. He is a dash of loud, a pinch of exuberant, and a cup of eccentric - just like the meals he serves in the cafe as the only chef there. Behind his playful grins and outlandish clothes, however, are his jutting ribs, hollowed cheeks, and too-thin arms. Sometimes he cannot stomach being in his own skin as much as he cannot stomach food. This family has gone a long way from finding each other, and they'll be going a long way together too as reality comes catching up to them, threatening the newfound happiness they've found with each other. Secrets are revealed, pasts become presents, and lives are changed. Slowly but surely, they find their way back home. *** NOTE AS OF 08/2026: This is the old version of the story from 2012, posted in FULL. Another story that will be considered a reprise of this old version is in the works, and will be posted under the name "Hiraya House."

❝I’m sorry, River. But… you’re not my type, you know?❞ As soon as my best friend uttered those words, I figured enough was enough. I mean, I was tired of being ‘the rich frat boy,’ who walked around thinking I was perfection or something. I figured, why not put that good money to use? I got a makeover. I came in with blonde hair, I came out with black. I came in with a pink striped t-shirt on (hey, my mom made me wear it), I came out with a plain wife beater. Story cut short – when I walked out, I wasn’t the same River. My entire mentality changed. Grades and school got pushed in the back of my mind, soon replaced with girls and parties. Ah, life was good, I tell you. Girls. Beer. Bikinis. Boobs. All I saw, everyday! Then, I saw her. A red-haired beauty with the prettiest green eyes, plumpest lips. On a hot, summer day. In a beautiful wavy, flowered dress that hung at her knees. She was under a tree, reading some novel. I believe she told me it was some Harry Potter book, she’s obsessed with those. At first, I was going to play her – like the rest. Use her as my little project. She was a challenge. Something told me to let her be, but I couldn’t. I just… couldn’t. Then, as if in a blink of an eye, I found myself… Falling. In love. With her. Aubrey Mae Bloomington. [ © COPYRIGHTED BY xcalumsxo ] LOVELY COVER MADE BY @mumfrd (-: