I look up at the sound of his voice and can’t help but feel a little bit better when he takes my hand and my eyes meet his. His name is Alex, and he’s one of the few people I have left.
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I look up at the sound of his voice and can’t help but feel a little bit better when he takes my hand and my eyes meet his. His name is Alex, and he’s one of the few people I have left.
Moving to a new school in a new state isn't easy. But it's even harder when you know you won't make any friends.
“What?” I asked, feeling my toes dig more into the warm sand the longer we stood in place. I looked up, staring into the light brown eyes that never fail to make my heart skip. He looked away, shaking his head while his lip slipped between his teeth. I frowned, reaching forward to grab his cold hands. I intertwined our fingers, squeezing tight at the limp feel of his against mine. “You.” He sighed, dropping his head down to look at our tangled hands. “Me?” I whispered, feeling my stomach somersault. “You.” He repeated quietly, squeezing my hands back. “What about me?” I wondered, licking my dry lips. “I don’t know.” He revealed, falling quiet as the breeze hit us. “You make me…feel something.” I grinned, pulling his hands into my chest while I tilted my head up. He looked down at me, slowly licking his lips before leaning down to press our foreheads together. “Is that a good thing?” I questioned, feeling a familiar rush of butterflies as his breath hit my lips. “I don’t know.” He answered, pressing our lips together.
Welcome to Sky’s story of how she met All Time Low in high school; her dad is the tour manager for Blink-182, can she keep that secret?
SEQUEL: I’m Lost, Just Not In Stereo
Everyone remembers their first love, but some remember too much; now Sky's life is fucked up. She's so lost without Alex; but he's moved on. Hasn't he?
Lacey just transferred from her private school, and on her first day she runs into Alex Gaskarth. With their relationship on the fast tracks, how will everyone else react? Will they be able to make their romance last?
About a girl named Jessica who isn’t sure if a boy who is like a brother will be something more or will the star of the show steal her away from him?
SEQUEL: Sick Little Games
Jessica has gotten Alex and they are starting to tour with All Time Low. Will her relationship stay together as they become rock stars? Will her friendships?
Monica ‘Mickey’ Kingsley isn’t exactly the good girl. Scratch that, she’s the opposite by every stretch of the imagination. Thanks to some questionable decisions, Mickey is nineteen years old and just starting her senior year in yet another new school, this time in the north-eastern town of Baltimore, Maryland. Outwardly, her parents are hopeful this time will be different, that this place will be good for her, but she can still see the doubt in their eyes. After all, a track record of one-night stands, skipping school, smoking, and partying doesn’t exactly reflect well on her. Like she gives a damn. Unfortunately, her parents certainly do, which is why she’s found herself living in yet another scruffy town and going to Dulaney High.
At least the guys are hot, right?
SEQUEL: Echoes Of Our Rebellious Youth
Three years after they last saw each other, Mickey and Alex happen upon each other at a random interview. This chance encounter, however, does not end in the most pleasant way for Mickey. After coming out of rehab, she has to rediscover herself and the life she wants to live. It’s easy to fall into old habits. Will past friends and lovers make or break her?
Alex Gaskarth and Aria Watson don't know each other.
They live on opposite sides of town.
Their schools are the biggest of rivals.
They have practically nothing in common.
Until a single letter, a simple apology, brings them together in ways that neither of them can explain.
Soon their lives are intertwined intricately.
And neither of them are sure if they like it.