Walk the line

“Jesus Alaska,” he smirked, “you say you want to be more adventurous and yet you shy away from fun!”

“I am fun!” I said, offended that he thought of me as ‘un-fun’.

“Oh yeah? What was the last ‘fun’ thing you did?” he asked with a challenging glare.

“I had sex in the school bathrooms!”

He laughed, “That’s not fun; that’s being a teenager!”

“Fine then Mr Badass,” I said with a huff, “what your idea of fun?”

“You can’t be afraid to die. That’s the only thing that’s holding you back Allie.”

“And by that you mean…” I trailed off, unsure.

“You can’t be afraid of dying; if you’re afraid to die then you’re wasting your damn life! You have to look death in the eye,” he said while pulling his pants off, “give it your finger,” he said while taking his top off and sticking his middle finger in the air, “and say, ‘fucking bring it on,” and he did a back flip off the edge of a cliff.

Asher, ‘Ash’, Shaddick is your typical walking one night stand. He sleeps with anything that has a vagina and a heartbeat and gets away with it because he is gorgeous.

Alaska, ‘Allie’, Perlis is, well, she’s not your average girl in any way. She’s hot tempered, extremely sarcastic and absolutely hates the guts of guys that think they can get away with murder; guys like Ash.

What happens when you quite literally throw the two together? They always said there’s a thin line between love and hate and I guess you don’t know how true that is until you actually walk the line.