"I need you to be my fake boyfriend." I told him as if it was the easiest thing to say, but I was praying silently he would say yes. Jax was silent for a second his dark eyes stared at me with shock, then a playful smirk came across his pink luscious lips. "Does this mean you're catching feelings for me Paige Scout?" I rolled my eyes. Of course that means I'm catching feelings for you idiot, but I won't admit it! Since the breakup, and when my family moved away I knew I could forget about Jax. But I knew the feelings were coming back again when I found out he's now at my new school. So when I asked him to be my fake boyfriend (for a reason of course) and he gave in and followed along, I knew that journey was coming back into a full, wild, tear filled, and hateful twist.

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.