#FEATURED ON UNDISCOVERED STORIES 01/03/22 (previously) "When he's standing up straight I do what generations of men and boys like Xavier have had coming for a long time. I roll my hand into a fist and send it flying into his jaw." ***** For most of her high school career Hazel Monroe has been content with playing a backseat role in school politics. Growing up in a trailer park meant she learned early on to fly under the radar and never aim above her station. If it meant hiding behind the weight of her mask as team mascot, putting the bare minimum amount of effort in her academics and keeping her circle so small it was virtually non-existent then so be it. But after a violent mishap at a party, she was never invited to in the first place, she sets into motion a series of events that thrust her back into an unfamiliar world of parties, old school rivalries, and boys. Which makes things especially complicated since the boy in question was her ex-best friend Darnell J. Washington. [DRAFT]

Greg was an unusually foul-mouthed and clever mouse. After watching Planet of the Apes, he decided he'd had quite enough. This is my entry for the science fiction Challenge 19 - It All Started With A..., which required me to use the opening line: "My only chance of escape involved a small, dark tunnel guarded by..."

Copyrighted 2016 *COMPLETED* ~Highest Ranking #18 in Short Story~ I never realized how much I needed someone. Until Him. -&- A story where a boy wants to share the world with Her. ~Story told through text messaging~

Music is Claire's dream, but it seems like the universe is telling her to quit. And now with her dad's diagnosis of Alzheimer's, it's becoming harder to keep her promise to him- to pursue her dream with everything she has. Just as she decides to give it up for good, she gets one more chance to make it big- but it requires rebuilding some tense relationships from her past. And, of course, it's not as easy as just playing friends again. Casanova, the city's notorious graffiti artist, hasn't had any new ideas for the last year. He's been stuck, unsure if he'd ever paint again. But as he's finally coaxed back out of hiding to do what he's best at once again, he's met with opposition from not only the mayor who is hell-bent on ridding the city of graffiti, but other artists as well. The two of them are entangled in each other's success-- or failure-- even if they don't know it just yet.

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

"Don't be silly," I said with a wry smile stretched over my lips. "I'm not in love with him." I let out a small huff of air - something half on it's way to becoming a laugh, even though the last thing I felt right then was happy. "I'm in love all on my own." * * * Falling in love is meant to be beautiful. It's meant to be pure and simple and all things wonderful. Or at least that's the picture that Disney painted. Sure they had to battle it out and defeat some evil, but in the end they all got their happily ever after's. To be honest I kind of really hated Disney. Disney told the stories of the prince falling in love with the poor abused girl, and the tale of the beauty who fell in love with the beast, but they never told the one about the unrequited love. They never took in account the girl who stood pathetically in the background watching forlornly as their prince charming walked hand in hand with someone else. To make it worse? I wasn't even the victim here. I was the bad guy. Because I didn't just fall in love with a guy that was with someone else, I fell in love with the guy that was with my best friend. My name's Taylor Lucas, but you can call me ... well you might as well call me two faced bitch. And this isn't my love story. **EDIT** sooo this story got way more popular than i thought it ever would. And that's amazing but it also means that as of April 2020 i no longer have time to read every comment people leave on here. If u have any questions that u really want answered you'll have to @ me in the comment for me to see it. Or send me a dm. Thank you all for your support it means so much to me

Sometimes texting the wrong number isn't so wrong after all. A dialogue story following Cecelia and James as they realize this fact, starting at 4:36am on a Thursday... (amazing cover by @elysian_writes <3) [this is trash, lmao. Don't read it-]

Audrey Summers is going to kill herself today. She's already thought everything through-even taken the precaution of flipping family photos around so absolutely nothing can discourage her. But before she gets the chance to follow through with her seemingly perfect plan, something gets in the way. Or maybe it's someone.

They meet through simple circumstances, a small joke sparking the love that grows between them. And it all starts in a coffee shop. --- Cover by: @annashappy