Estella Larson couldn't fathom why her 12 year old brothers best friend was in love with her. He always has been. 1992 means a new year. A new hockey season for her little brother, and a new year of an oblivious 12 year old who just can't seem to leave the 13 year old girl alone.
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FanficShe hated Mondays. He absolutely them. She was the moon and he was the shadow casted over the lake.