Anastasia Knight Feet Novels & Stories

I never minded the cold, but I would choose to be warm over cold anyday. Colton paid for our time as we collected our shoes, and I was stuck with a bright neon pink one, since there were no more in my size. Great. Now every time when I fall, everyone will see my pink neon flying upwards like a bloody flag. Nonetheless, I sketched a smile on my face and hoped for the best. "Hey um... Thank you for letting me tag along. I know how sentimental you and Colton can get. He talks about you a lot" Anastasia said as she sat beside me to lace up her skates--her beautiful ombre skates might I add.