"he wasnt exactly sure when it happened. or even when it started. all he knew for sure was that right here and now, he was falling hard and he could only pray that she was feeling the same way." - nicholas sparks, safe haven

Katie has the perfect life she's pretty, rich, smart and everyone loves her. She lives with her mother in an uptown manner not far from her favorite ice rink. Figure skating is her life. Nothing felt better than to glide across the ice. Everything was going smoothly for her until her mother decided to remarry three years after her fathers death. Not as if that was enough to send her world down in a spiral. He is the coach for the local high school hockey team. The one sport that Katie can't stand. Even worse her prince charming might be the star of team.

All friendships are weird...right? With accidental thigh grabs, unintentional kisses, and late-night rooftop conversations, Alexis's friendship with Axel definitely takes the cake. But it wasn't always this way. They rekindled their friendship after a fight and it seemed as everything changed. Romantic feelings started to arise, followed by mixed signals. The friendship seemed to be heading in a different direction than planned and only time could tell whether or not there were two travelers on this journey. Cover by @harshadaselena

After an amusing banter at the library with a mysterious guy, Savannah hopes that it's the last she'll see of the bickering boy. Come to find out, he's a new student at her school who just so happens to be a junior, much like Savannah. He feels the need to stick around her even though she is the target for childish rumors, gave him the wrong number purposely, has all the comebacks for his pickup lines, tried to run him over with her car, constantly embarrasses him, and repeatedly tells him to 'get lost' or 'shove off.' During their many adventures, not only do they get into many bad situations but they make a few enemies along the way. Will his determination to befriend this stubborn girl spark a friendship between the two or a special kind of hatred? <><><> WARNING: I wrote this story when I was fetus- even more fetus than I am now. I was thirteen and I finished it two or three weeks after I turned 14. That means that this story has grammatical errors. So please, read at your own risk. --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ON APP.