Many years have passed since Hope took down her biggest enemy almost killing herself in the process, but she never expected them to survive.
She will protect her family no matter what, but at what cost?
Alliances will be formed and truths will be re...
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"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane." I read one of my favourite books, looking for Alaska.
I could feel my best friend staring at me making me lose focus, "can you stop staring Will."
"I'm not... okay fine I am. How did you know?" I glanced up from my book to see him staring at me.
"Because I know you, and you being strangely quiet. You're usually gushing over every guy that walks past us," he started to blush, "are you poorly? This is so unlike you," I pointed out as I smirked at him.
Will flicked my shoulder, "You aren't supposed to be reading whilst we are out shopping."
"We are eating, which means we aren't shopping right now," I took a bite of my sandwich.
"Not the point, as I was saying. Are you inviting Max and Ryan tonight?" He asked, then quickly leaned forward and took a massive bite out of my sandwich.
I dropped the rest as he nipped my finger, then scowled at him, "For that, I'm taking your drink, and are you serious? I love them but there's no way I'm going to sit there and watch both of them drool over my mum all night. It's bad enough Hunters friends will be doing so, but that's his problem," Will nodded in understanding.
"Your mum is gorgeous though, I'd go for it... Ouch, I'm kidding, no need for violence, I bruise like a peach," He made a friends reference, and that is one of the main reasons why we are best friends.
All three of my friends are boys and no there are no romantic feelings towards each other, cause firstly Will is gay and they aren't his type. Secondly, when you've seen some of the stuff they've all done, as I've known them since we started nursery, it kind of puts you off. I feel sorry for any woman or man that has to put up with that in the future. I wish them all of the luck in the world.
Thirdly I just don't gel well with girls, most of them are only interested in their next flavour of the month or spending as much as they can on clothes. They are just too bitchy for me, and I can see why my mum only had one friend who was a girl, my Aunt Lily.
"It's bad enough that you have a massive crush on Hunter," I threw the rest of my sandwich away and walked across the glittered marble floor.
Walking past shops as I drunk Wills drink who kept on complaining about my love life because for some reason it's the most important topic in our conversations.
"At least I don't fancy his best friend,"
"I don't fancy Brennan, he's a pig-like my brother, nice try though."
