"Amari, you guys have been best friends for too long. There's no way you two haven't done something." "We're just friends. Some of us can manage keeping our hands to ourselves." ---- Amari and Tyler have been best friends since they were kids, but, as always, people grow and things change. Amari, once boyish, begins to change her style and wear clothes that accentuate her curves. Tyler begins to notice. After one dark encounter at a party, an agreement is put into place. Will things stay strictly friendly or will feelings be caught?

"Oh crap!" I heard an unfamiliar voice saying at the same time as I apologized. "Oh god... sorry!" As I watched his water bottle on the floor and my note papers taking a bath of the water that ran out of his fallen bottle, that was caused by me. As I looked up from the black boots upwards, I saw a guy. A tall guy, with a black ripped jeans and a white tshirt where his body structure was well visible under the shirt, but the black jeans jacket covering his arms. As my eyes traveled upwards to his unwelcoming blue greyish eyes. Recognizing the very known Alexander Harrington. As I watched the water dripping from his black jeans jacket, opening my mouth to say something. When I heard sound with an accent, knowingly it the sound wasn't coming from my mouth, but from his. "Ugh... Next time, watch where you're going, yeah?" he said as he brushed his brown hair away from his face with his big fingers while looking right down at my eyes. ********************************************************* This is about an immigrant girl with the name Hope Ambessa, born and raised in America. She lives with a single mother, who's not at home. Mostly working with two different jobs, so that her daughter can have a future; college. Until then, Hope goes in a high school that mostly contains rich students. This year is her last year in this high school with her friend Jessica, until one day she accidentally crashes with a guy that is mostly known as a bad and rude guy.