LOGINCaroline After watching the hockey game, I’m still sitting on the bleachers. Rebel and Alice have left, but I’m waiting for Andrew to come and find me. My heart is pounding in my chest, and as soon as I hear a door open to my left, I realize that it’s now or never. I have to tell Andrew how I fee
Caroline Shame fills me when I look down from my seat in the ice arena. I'm here to watch Andrew's game, but so are Rebel and Alice. They are sitting a few rows below and shooting glances that fill me with guilt. I'm a terrible friend. Rebel had her operation recently. I never went to visit her
Caroline It feels weird sleeping in the same bed as Andrew. After the drama with Jonatan, Andrew refused to go home, and we fell asleep watching a movie. The problem is that I jerked awake again, and now my heart won't stop racing because my ex-boyfriend is cuddling with me. I glance to the side w
Caroline This must be hell. Andrew gave me time to think about us, and I didn't have it in me to turn him down right away. I will turn him down, but I will pretend to think about it to make him happy. In my world, that is giving someone false hope, but Andrew doesn't seem to agree. He is happy I
And what the hell, I didn't know he still liked me?! "Andrew... we were toxic together. All we ever did was fight and have makeup sex. Then we fought again. It was destroying us both. So no, I don't miss us at all." I'm a liar. I miss us, and we both know it. Andrew and I had bad days, but when he
Caroline "Take this pea package and hold it against your eye," I give the package to Andrew. He is sitting on a chair in my kitchen, shirtless because his t-shirt is red from his bleeding nose. Jonatan punched him in the face, which wasn't smart. Out of the two, my hockey friend is the better fig
Helmet. Heavy equipment. That hockey stick is held tight by his big hands. He slides forward as if dancing, chased by another player. It baffles me how he can be huge yet move with this elegant precision. Every little move is calculated. I can tell from looking at his focused eyes. "Oh-my-god,
Nathan I'm lying in my bed, ignoring my phone which is pinging with what must be another message from Aubrey. She tried to kiss me yesterday, but my body moved out of instinct, and I avoided her lips. Why did I do that? At least Aubrey isn't afraid to tell me how she feels. Unlike someone else w
"So, Aubrey," Winnie flashes her a smile. "I heard you're dating Nathan? Is that true?" Immediately, Aubrey blushes. She looks adorable. Red hair and a thousand freckles over her face. She is a gorgeous, tall woman. I bet she looks good standing next to Nathan, who must be close to seven feet tall.
Alice "Won't Nathan laugh if I give him this thing?" I ask with a funny feeling in my stomach. I can't tell if it's fear or excitement. I've drawn a card with various cartoon characters. One of them says they are sorry, and the other holds up a bouquet of roses while asking to please go out with t







