there he was. standing there, talking to his group of popular friends. wearing his famous letterman jacket with perfectly styled blonde-brown hair and eyes that every girl just dreams of staring into for hours. well, at least I would. and there I was, standing against my lockers, gazing hopelessly at my crush. my hair falling loosely out of my braid, glasses perched on the bridge of my nose, I would never compare to him. no one was with me, talking and laughing like he was. I never found it easy making friends. so how did I end up here, talking and laughing with him at this very moment? - written by a & m -

What if the only thing seperating you from your crush was a kiss? Amy never thought that she would be hanging out with the popular kids. But after having made a bet with Chris, Amy was determined to win. The challenge? He could get her to kiss him before the end of the term. Amy was sure that she would win. But after spending some time with Chris, she finds it's harder resisting him than she thought...

[ 2016 GMW Choice Award Winner ] [ 2017 GMAWARDS Winner ] ❝I l o v e d her not for the way she d a n c e d with my angels, but for the way the s o u n d of her name could silence my d e m o n s.❞ [Highest Rank #51 in Romance] [BOOK ONE] 2015 | © meg