Until the Sun Grows Cold

Maely hated it. She hated the glint in his eyes, the way the vivid green orbs lit up every time he saw her, the mysterious smile that he always wore before he did something bad. She hated it.
Because it gave her hope.
Adam would never admit it, but he could not deny it. He was absolutely and totally in love with his best friend's sister. There was something about her, the way that she was always quoting Shakespeare, the way that her beautiful brown hair always got caught in her face, and she never had the time to brush it away.
Two very different people, attracted like two sides of a magnet. But even though opposites attract, they aren't meant to be together. And maybe, just maybe, neither are Adam and Maely.
But then again, maybe they are.