Every Tuesday during football practice, sixteen year old Sem Bolton finds himself stealing glances at the gorgeous college boy jogging down the path next to the fields. He was his dirty little secret. His guilty pleasure. His unobtainable fantasy: safe and distant on the other side of the chainlink fence. Then, through a series of unpleasant events including being forced on a camping trip, it turns out his unobtainable fantasy is not so unobtainable after all. Not only is gorgeous college boy gay as well, he also wants to date Sem. Now, Sem was never one to play it safe. But outing himself was in a whole different league than testing his mother's patience or taking hits in the boxing ring. Was he really ready to date a guy, all consequences included? As if internal struggles weren't enough, count on girls, friends, and an estranged brother, to complicate stuff even further. Photo on the cover by: https://unsplash.com/@nickkarvounis

Have you ever had a dream where you're falling? That second of fear that burst through your body. Well that dream sums up my life, I am constantly falling... I'm not your usual problematic teenager. I have a family, two parents who are married, and friends. Then why does it feel so fake? Until he came...a light in the dark, ironically he was far from the light. _______________________________________________________

"Having feelings or affection for me is compared to living hell for anyone. Even for you." He coldly said. Gazing intensely straight into my eyes. His light violet eyes made my breath hitch a little from it's flawless beauty. His tight grip on my shoulder made me forget the pain it was causing. "What if you happen to give me affection?" I boldly said. "I'm fire, come anywhere near my flames and you'll be burned with many scars. So stay far away from me. Forget me!" He enragingly said as he suddenly let loose of his cringing hold on me. Logan was already gone in a blink of an eye and the environment around suddenly felt empty. "I've already gone past the fire." I softly said, hoping he would hear. ----- How many battles does it take to know that he's meant for you. Fate is neither destined or predestined. The truth? Love. Kills. You.

lists of why you shouldn't and why people do (from a 13 year old's prospective)