Michaela isn't the type to believe in fairytales, happy endings, or people.
She's the kind of girl who rolls her eyes at cheesy rom-coms, keeps her circle small (by choice, of course), and would much rather spend her time with a book than deal with the drama of high school. But life, as always, has other plans.
First, there are the letters. They show up out of nowhere, stuffed into her locker and bag, written by someone who knows way too much about her. They're ridiculous, cringe-worthy, and yet... strangely sweet.
Then there's Bella, her boy-crazy best friend who's navigating a messy break-up, Sam, the world's most annoying housemate, and Lyra, whose life is full of secrets Michaela accidentally stumbles upon. Oh, and let's not forget Lee-the boy she swears she's over, even though her heart clearly disagrees.
Michaela's sarcastic, guarded world is falling apart, and for the first time, she might have to let someone in.
If you met Maia you'd think of her as the same as anyone you've ever met. The girl on the magazine, and for a while, just for a while she wanted to believe the same thing. But she was different. The young girl does lose something that makes a life feel much looser, including their status, but there is always a boy, who won't give up. So eventually she has to stand up and take being stuck between guy crazy best friends who become her people, the guy, the dad who moves too fast, the sister who conceals her pain, the past she can't hide and a pen and paper patches up her life very slowly with tape and glue but at the very least ... some people are worth writing for and Maia is not simple.
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When Maia loses her mother to cancer, she takes on high school life as if nothing ever happened.
She lived the best of both worlds.
After her mother's death, Maia promised herself she wouldn't be in any boy's pants to recover from her loss. She's isolated now. She's distant. Her mother's death has conflicted her thinking. Maybe she should just smile... it's what everyone chooses to do. But what if the muscles don't work the same as they once had? What if you have to start figuring life out in shades of grey.