'Til The End

*Cue "The Fighter" by Gym Class Heroes and Ryan Tedder*

Atticus Henry is lonely. He won't admit it, but it's true. He doesn't need two hands to count all the things in life he cares about. His family isn't in his life. He has one friend. He has boxing... and that just might be it. Until he meets June. Or runs into her... or more like gets hit by her? June quickly makes her way to the top of the list of things to care about. And that scares him.

June Preston is tired. Tired of school. Tired of the same old things. Tired of being surrounded by people and still feeling alone. Sure, her life is exciting! Graduation is in 4 months, her loving family always keeps her busy, and she's made great friends during her college career. These things all made her feel amazing, but the feeling she was needing the most was nowhere to be found. Until she found it in Atticus.

A sneak peek into the beginning of their story:

I was driving down the empty street when a blur of black and some red reflective plastic came rushing at me from the right. By the time my tired brain put the pieces together, it was far too late. I slammed on the brakes and watched as a body flew off a bike and onto the hood of my car. Naturally, the first thing I did was scream in panic. Then I got out of my car and ran to help the poor soul who I had just hit with my car.
"I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" I said. The only response I got back was a groan. The victim had rolled off my hood and was laying on their back on the road.
I crouched down to try and inspect the damage I'd done. I could see that the person I'd hit was a guy who looked to be around my age, although it was a little hard to tell with all the writhing around in pain he was doing. He was clearly alive though, and I saw that as a plus. I reached down and cupped his face in my hands to inspect how hurt he was. Unfortunately, I wasn't a medical professional. There was no bleeding, and his eyes could focus on mine. I called that good.