I never missed a sunset, the fiery reds and burnt oranges, eating up the sky, it reminded me of what the end of the world might look like, I think that is probably why I never missed one. This was different though, this was beautiful; yellow light dancing, like fireflies around a lantern. Everything was the same...
The tragic love story of a sad girl and a dead boy who must work together to find his killer, amid heartbreak, mystery, and learning that perhaps death is not the end. [COMPLETED]
Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden