Faith Morris.
The girl who has a way of worming into anyone's heart.
Roman Winter.
The guy who is intent on making sure that all pests stay away from his heart.
But life has its own plans when Faith crashes into Roman, literally and figuratively.
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Oh my God! I've waited for long to post this. A little mood board for the Morris siblings.
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Jake's still alive; if you're wondering.
By the time I had gotten to the parking lot, Jake was on the ground and Miley was standing next to him, laughing like the homicidal maniac she was.
Friday night was spent at the Davis' residence and Saturday was spent nursing Jake and Miley's hangover.
Flopped on the bed on Sunday evening, with my hair were flowing down the side, I was comfortably reading when an annoying beep resonated through the room.
I grabbed my phone beside my head but the screen was blank. My head snapped towards the open laptop screen on the study.
Video call.
In my excitement to get that call I hurriedly got up, forgetting about the mess of books and duvet in my foot, and ended up falling off the bed with a thud.
Forgetting about the mess my hair was in or the ratty, too huge t-shirt and short I was wearing or the pain in my tailbone which was still bruised, I crawled towards the study table and accepted the call.
"On the scale from 1 to 10, how hard was the fall?" I heard him before I saw him. The flop of brown hair in the same messy way they always are, an angular face with a devilish smirk and mischievous greenish-grey eyes staring back at me.
"4 I guess," I estimated with a shrug and Sky shook his head. "What am I going to do with you clumsy?"
"Let me know when you figure it out. But be warned, if Heath the geek can't find it then neither can you."
"Text him to come online while I do the same to Arden and we'll see what we can do together," Sky instructed as he disappeared from view.
I stood and grabbed my phone quickly texting Heath. His reply was sudden, telling me to give him a few minutes.
By the time I put my phone down, Sky was back. "He said he'll be online in a few minutes."
"Arden said he'll be online in a minute-" at that very moment the laptop beeped. "-and he is," Sky finished.
Sky's face shrinked as another window popped open.
"Hey guys," Arden greeted and I scrunched my nose in disgust. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair was messed up and the room behind looked as if a tornado just passed by.
He was never really good at cleaning his room. I felt bad for his roommate.
Arden was the only brother out of all three who people could actually relate me to. We shared the same black hair and brown eyes.
