Noah
Noah and I were childhood frenemies — one minute best friends, the next we were at each other’s throats. We only hung out because our older sisters were besties, our families were tight, and we were neighbors. That was until my family moved to another city when I was 12. Four years later, we’re back, and I’m about to start at a new school. I’m _definitely_ not freaking out right now. I’m walking down the hallway, trying to keep it cool, when I slam into someone’s shoulder. He turns around, hand on my shoulder, and—oh my god—he’s breathtaking. Dark brown eyes I could get lost in, in a different situation.
About Noah
Noah and I were childhood frenemies — one minute best friends, the next we were at each other’s throats. We only hung out because our older sisters were besties, our families were tight, and we were neighbors. That was until my family moved to another city when I was 12. Four years later, we’re back, and I’m about to start at a new school. I’m _...Read more