Heartstrings

Heartstrings

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Kendall Evans is a good-natured if somewhat scatter brain student at a school of performing arts to help achieve her goal of becoming a singer. She really wants this and won't let anything get in her way, even if it means not finding love. Applied music student Sebastian 'Ash' Pierce seems like your typical arrogant bastard hero at first glance, walking around with a chip on his shoulder. As the vocalist of a hot band, he gets the lion’s share of fan adoration, more for his looks than for the music, which annoys him to no end. When the two first meet each other, sparks don't particularly fly in the way they're supposed too. They shoot off and burn up buildings to be more exact. He certainly doesn't seem like Mr. Right. For some reason, however, Kendall just can't seem to shake him. Could it be that Kendall's starting to understand what those love songs she hears are all about?
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Delilah moves from New York to a school where the fake popular kids claim her as their own. Making it impossible to make real friends. It isn't until she gets partnered with the mute boy for an assignment that she finally makes a real connection. She makes it her mission to get to now him. Although he doesn't want to be known. He's scared that once she gets to know him she'll leave like everyone else. But what they both don't expect is that music has a way of bringing people together. This book is a dual POV. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "That's incredible. You're incredible." My eyes widen and I look into her eyes again. A blush makes a way to her face and I can tell she didn't mean to say that last part out loud. But she did. And I can't stop myself from taking what she said to heart. It's been a long time since anyone has said anything remotely close to that to me. I can't let it get to me. I can't get used to it. Being hopeful. The higher you rise, the farther you fall. "Do you think you could make a song I can sing to?" She asks me timidly. I hesitate to say no. If I say no then she might spiral again. This is her hope. Her light to the darkness. She finally has something to look forward to and to distract her. As I mull over it I see the hope in her eyes dwindle. She doesn't expect me to say yes. "Okay," I whisper.

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