Sage is trying to adjust to her new life in Frankenmuth by auditioning for the school play. But will her past hinder her from reaching for her dreams? Or will Josh be there to lend a helping hand?

Jaime has lived next door to the Kiszka's her entire life but how quickly life can change when their band finally starts getting the recognition they deserve. A story of love, friendship, and appreciating the ones who were always there... before it's too late. - "When you've spent your whole life waiting for the love of your life, what happens when you discover they were always there?"

And impossible decision, between two perfect people. This fic is a stand alone, it doesn't go along with my other works I make this in all respect for the boys, this is a fictional story 'based' off real people Co-written by PaleShadow-OfADragon

Josh may be annoying--irritating, in fact--but he's also admirable in all of his freedom. Looking up at the stars with him proves to be a way to see who he really is. Warnings: very romantic smut. I'm still trying to think of a hybrid word for "fluff" and "smut" put together. "Smuff" just sounds wrong. Anyway. The title is indeed a grab from "Looking For Space" by John Denver. Original cover edit by @joshkiszkastolemysoul on tumblr. *Started 8/2/2019* *Completed 12/10/2019* Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1QiIr7uR5vEDNogXkt5fa3?si=_3jFzjglRB2pvGESM462Ew&utm_source=copy-link

Eleanor, the girlfriend of your close family friend, Jake Kiszka, invites you to surprise the boys on a ski trip after a long tour across the country. There, you catch up with them, but also catch feelings for the oldest brother, Josh. It wasn't the first time you had caught his eye though, but would you be able to keep a secret due to the complicating factors of your lives? (18+ warning)

"You know one thing we don't have to worry about?" He asked, his torso leaning closer to tower over the table. His eyes were serious, hands folded under his chin. "What?" I asked, hoping this would put an end to our bickering conversation. "We will never die." Who's gonna tell him? "What are you talking about?" I asked, a baffled look spread across my face. Who the hell told him he's never gonna die? I would hate to be the one to break it to him that we will, in fact, one day meet our own demise. "Because," Josh whispered, inches away from my face. "Legends never die."

This story is originally on Tumblr, where I update it first. It'd been years since you'd crossed paths with the Kiszkas, and you were just fine with that, given how things had ended with Josh. Now, he's suddenly back in your life and neither of you are willing to bury the hatchet. But what would be easier, admitting that you may have been wrong? Or admitting that your feelings may not have died when your friendship did?