- I had my life planned at the age of 8: I would go to Stanford or any IVY school, become a respected attorney, and then hopefully a representative of California, and after that maybe a Senator. Oh, and me being one of the powerful "Miss. Independents" of the world. Not NEEDING any guy other than m brother and his friends.
Me and my brother were always close, him being only three years younger than me. I alway joke about him being the golden boy, he has perfect vision (something I am very jealous of with my horribly 175/20 eye vision), and is a social butterfly. He has no problem making new friends everyday.We have the same group of friends, mine being the older sibling of his.
When I receive the news that he would be joining me and my friends with his friends at Stanford, I know I'll be in for a treat...
Knowing that I'm that kind of sister that's like a soccer mom, baking treats, helping out with the SATs, finals, HSPTs, and their games.
That was all that I expected,planned for, or even dreamed of...
What I didn't expect?
Me finding something that I didn't know I was looking for.
And having any association with the QB of the football team.
༻WHAT LOVE FEELS LIKE༺
Ariella moves to a new school, dreading having to make new friends and the whole idea of leaving her old ones.
She bumps into a guy. A guy who she thinks looks good. A guy who she realizes looks familiar. Good familiar. A familiar that could get her into trouble.
Tall. Dark hair. Same dark shade eyes. And a smile. The smile that she knew oh so well.
Noah. The only guy who matched her competitiveness to a point where she hated his guts.
They had grown up together.
But growing up together, didn't necessarily mean that they were friends.
It didn't even necessarily mean that they liked each other.
What happens when both get tangled up together and fall for each other without even noticing?