I met him a long time ago. I've known him for most of my life and out of all people, I've mostly spent my time with him, by his side whether it's the line at the tiny coffee shop around the corner, a seat on an airplane or the place that means the most, the dancefloor. We were kids when we shared the stage for the first time, him 14 and I a mere 13-year-old. Back then it all seemed so simple. Somewhere along the line, he found his way into my days. It was easy. He became my best friend, my shoulder to cry on when the weight got too heavy to carry. For the longest time, he was the rock I leaned on, the person I trusted to lift my feet off the ground and bring me back down safely. As we grew older, not much changed. He and I were one on the dancefloor, a united front with a bond we thought would never be broken. I still trusted him to be there when I reached out and to catch me if I fell. Still no bruising, at least not on the outside for the people watching to see. And there were many curious, expectant eyes. Even more voices to cheer us on and offer their input as to who we were, who we should be and who we were made for. I spent countless hours reading the comments made by people from the other side of the world. How we were magic together, how we were our best selves while connected by a song on the floor. How he looked at me and smiled, how he was never that excited to dance with anybody else or the way it showed that he loved me. It's never that simple in real life, behind the curtains of the stage where the eye of the viewer cannot reach. I often wished I could tell them I saw it too. Just reply to the comment that I felt it when he and I played our roles for a scene, once again made up by someone else. I wished I could tell them I felt it when we were alone, too. Because I did. But life has a funny way of working out. And sometimes, it doesn't work out. DISCLAIMER: This is pure fiction about Sean Lew and Kaycee Rice. None of this is real.

"And when I hold you in my arms I promise you You're gonna feel a love that's beautiful and new This time I'll love you even better Than I ever did before And you'll be in my heart forevermore" ------------------- This is a repost of the Starting Over series from my Short Stories for easy access. Thank you for reading! Started: 16 June 2019 Ended: 11 November 2019

Sean Lew and Kaycee Rice are best friends, but what happens when love gets in the way. Join along with them as they go through jealousy, heartbreak and anger. 🏆 #1 kayceerice #2 seanlew #1 seaycee

Soulmates. Writing on skin. From the time we're born, our soulmate is predetermined for us by the universe. Sean and Kaycee are made for each other. At least, that's what everyone thinks.

none of them expected that... but somehow, it happened • #10 on "kaycee rice• • #5 on "seaycee"•

"Stop doting, Sean. You're not my boyfriend!" Kaycee said, half joking and half embarrassed. She took the bag from him, and watched his face fall. "I'm just trying to help." He mumbled and walked away. She immediately knew that she did the wrong thing. Kaycee was always too quick to dismiss Sean and his little gestures. But what happens when she crosses the line? She finds out the real meaning of "be careful what you wish for".

Trust isn't a given. It is earned, and deserved. Kaycee Rice and Sean Lew navigate what this means in their relationship, in life and dance. A 5-part series.

Short Stories and One Shots on Sean Lew and Kaycee Rice.

Kaycee and Sean were in love with each other, but they figured it out too late. Now she's a mom, married to another guy and he lives in china - and they're still in love with each other. an seaycee story inspired by the song 'slide' by james bay

Sean and Kaycee decide to go to college, and are forced to navigate uncharted waters - new city, new friends, and possible a new stage in their relationship. *Chapters 1-8 were originally published under my other book, Chapters