I was there.

His name was Logan, Junior, 17 yrs old. Dark hair, Dark eyes, he was attractive inside and out.
Her name was Abby, Freshman, 15yrs old. Dark hair, Green eyes, decently pretty others say she's very beautiful.

They're story starts back before the lost of innocents, the pain of hatred, the damaging power of love. Destroyed and completely untrusted, the two star-crossed lovers still struggle to find that spark. Abby wants it back the way it was before, Logan seems to ignore the fact she ever was his that one bitter cold day in January.

As the tension starts to drawl between the two and their best friends the hard it is for the sanity to keep sane. Lost confused and broken Abby can't decide which side to take her own friends or her lover to be.