Heptathlon Histoires

***This book does have a prequel. It's called "I can see you." You do not need to read that book to read this one. I'd prefer you read this one first.**** Description: She's an Olympic champion who likes the shadows. A girl who wanted to stay on the Down Low and live her life freely. All that changes she's betrayed by the people she cares about the most. Issabella Jackson lets go of her life. In desperation for a place to stay she makes a compromise that doesn't seem like a big deal, but will spark a frenzy in the media. Izzy is ready for the world to see her and she's going to bring the storm with her. But sometimes the end of the storm comes with a price. Or maybe it was a prize...

Her name is Charlie Clark. She's a professional athlete who loves competition. Everything's the same until she meets a fit,tall blonde at her one of her yearly competitions. This Blonde is a deep mystery and boy does she love mysteries! But her team is relying on her can she beat the battle of her heart vs. her head. She obviously is intrigued by this guy but she denies it. Will she realize this before the game end and its too late?

This book is in fact the Prequel to Why We Run. DESCRIPTION: I'm Isabella Jackson. I prefer to be called Izzy... everyone calls me Isabella. They say high school are the best years of your life. It's been two and it's been hell. How can I try so hard to be invisible yet always be subjected as the thing to pick on. "Nerdy freak." "She hulk." "Boy trapped in a girl." Did I mention I run? That's the only place I feel like myself. On a track. I've trained my whole life to get into the Olympics. Nothing will stop me till I get there. Or so I thought. A note changes everything. -I know you're busy but I want you to meet me by the bleachers after school- Of course my curiosity got the best of me. So when I get out of school I walk to the bleachers. I see him and know it's a bad idea. "I can see you." He says and I panic and run. He runs after me and before I know it I am behind the pole vaulting mats underneath... Amarion Jacobs.