Sitting on the roof of the ship, Ares watched stars take their positions in the faded purple sky, the edges a passionate orange-pink. The burn at the ends slowly was engulfed by the spreading water of the night and the sparkles and the moon. It was tranquil. he stared up at the constellations he had grown up not seeing, the ones he had only ever heard of in the windowless cabin of his ship. he sometimes saw them from the front, the cockpit, but not very commonly. But now, now they felt so close. So close he could touch them. o0o0o0o0o Ares has never been to Earth. For as long as he remembers, he has been on a ship flying through the outer planets. But when one day the auto pilot fails and he crashes into a girl's ship . When they get to Earth, they find he isn't as welcome as they thought.

What if you knew the exact time and day that you would meet your soulmate? Would you believe in love, in true happiness, and in soulmates? I'm Annabelle Baslin and my clock isn't the same as everyone else's. My mother tells me to be patient, that everyone's countdown is different. If that's true, then why am I the only one in history to have this happen?