"So what if we where friends who gives a hell about it" "I care Casey. where not from the same world" "or the same atmosphere, universe, or even stars. come on you believe in all that space shit. even the impossible stuff. why can't you believe in us being friends Fairrah" I was watching him a little searching for the joke but none leave his eye. I shrug him over playfully shoving his shoulder catching a smile back. I look back at the stars sparkling over us pulling in my forever gaze. "We can't rewrite the stars Casey" "why can't we" ••• Fairrah. The sky. Or atlease that's what the name means. She loves it by the way. The sky of course. finds a way to make it relate to her life. not her social life of course. Cause there isnt one. But her Quiet Life. Her daily life. Her life without People but only the Universe that gets her. Or she thought only got her. ••• Warning-This book may contain strong Languge, sexual themes, offencive jokes, or violence. Enjoy