[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

One Shot Entry note: I did not place sadly, but I still had great fun doing it! :) Thank you so much for all your lovely feed back, its is honestly just amazing! xxx

Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched his cheery life unfold before her. When she overhears the news about Tyler loosing his phone, she decides to confess her unheard feelings through texting his old lost phone, knowing he will never read those texts that lasted for a little less than one year. 301 messages for 301 days. But what Stephanie didn't know, is that Tyler found his phone and the 301 unread texts consisted in everything she could never tell him. © Copyright 2014 cover by silverfinger-

Bill and Kisha. Two words: Childhood friends. Sadly, Kisha has to go somewhere. A place Bill can't go without an airplane ticket. Bill and Mitch. The bet. Bill hasn't lost a bet to his best friend, not until now. His punishment? Make a girl fall in love with him, ask her to be his girlfriend, look straight in the eye, say it's all just a bet, walk away. Easy as it looks? But in Bill's case, probably not.

*In major construction. Do not read unless you do not want to read the ending for a very long time until I get things figured out. Thanks!* I was just a hacker. Your average, seventeen-year-old, very sarcastic hacker. Well, average if you thought average meant living with your fried chicken obsessed uncle after your ex-secret agent parents mysteriously disappeared off the face of the Earth. Until that day. A simple business card from an odd boy claiming he needed a hacker for something of the utmost importance. Now? I’m working with the son of the director of the FBI to figure out who wants his father—and possibly us—dead. Not to mention not getting caught and totally not falling for him all while still trying to figure out where my parents are. As I said, nothing good could come of this.