Alex is the kid everyone picks on at school, he has no friends, his brother is dead and no one but his dog seems to understand him. Jack is the kid everyone loves at school, he has tonnes of friends, girls chasing after him and he's loaded with money. But what happens when their worlds collide?

What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

Jack loves his life. He has friends, a great family, and a great life in general. But what will happen when he is out one day on a cold winter evening and finds Alex, the loner kid at school who is constantly picked on, standing over the railings of a bridge? (Sadly, I don't own All Time Low)