"As I sat on the toilet, I realized how badass I was being. First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside." Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.

Her name is Sorrel. It’s Cherokee or something. First name: Shelby; middle name: Sorrel. I called her “squirrel.” While the other guys were falling head over heels into her large, fawn eyes, I avoided them. She was practically a liberal hippie. Bohemian linen pants, deep brown hair skimming her waist, floral canvas backpack. Different. Come sophomore year and the flood gates of hell opened - never had English been so difficult. So like a twist of fate, I found Sorrel sitting next to me and like any logical person, I took advantage of my resources - the girl was practically Ralph Waldo Emerson trapped in the body of a teenage girl. Then I fell; I fell hard. I fell for her laugh that sounded like a dying walrus. I fell for her crooked teeth. I fell for her Nesquik eyes that had hints of green trapped in the spectrum. “Forever,” she’d whisper. But forever isn’t tangible. This an anecdote of my first heartbreak. It’s a story about love; not a love story.

12 Thursdays, 1 bitchy Walmart worker, and 1 bubblegum boy. [Short Story #25 // Humor #153] // don't read this, iT SUCKS ASS //

Bliss is just a normal, fifteen year old girl. Well, sort of. Her life is ordinary, and as boring as it seems, she likes it. That is, until she meets Deidara. A sarcastic, crude criminal that makes it his personal interest to make her life nothing more than a living hell.

I'm a 16 year old girl, by the name of Umber. And yes, I realize that its a boy name! But anyways, I've been assigned a mission, which is a lot harder than it seems. I travel to Johto, in order to track down a certain red-headed boy, who my boss instructed me to find. Seems easy enough, right? Not quite; considering he can't find out I'm from Team Rocket, and I've got an annoying, gold-eyed trainer following me around. And I've got a cuddly, loving Dratini who is anything but helpful. Now I can see why villains have trouble succeeding... [Picture used for cover does not belong to me] [PKMN Watty: Best Romance Story, Winner 2013] [PKMN Watty: Best Character: Umber, Winner 2013

PUBLISHED! Now available on Amazon, and Kindle Unlimited! Shy, quiet, Riley Summers' life is changed once she meets Aiden Callaway, the misunderstood boy at Fairfield High School. Two completely different personalities of the stereotypical high school scene come together to learn that they aren't so different at all. The two journey through their senior year, which consists of Star Wars movie marathons, a crashed wedding, paint wars, and something unexpected: a keen attraction to each other. [Disclaimer: due to copyright reasons, chapters have been taken down]

Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?