Drowning in Stars

I had the perfect friends, the perfect family. The perfect everything. We were a greeting card you wanted to frame. And then he showed up on our doorstep, looking like the aftermath of a rock concert, claiming to be my adopted brother's half-brother. Sounds like trouble, right? He looked like trouble. Hell, his name defined trouble. Ruffian had bad news and heartbreak written all over him. But knowing he would break my heart didn't stop me from falling.

He walked a tightrope five stories up just to hold my hand.... Gaze: I moved into the building next to Pixie when I was 11. She blew bubbles through my window. I shot my Nerf gun through hers. We both had secrets, but one of us was fated to get hurt. I wanted it to be me. ...She walked a tightrope five stories up just to save my life. Pixie: When I was afraid of the dark, he would shine a light in my window. We shared our popsicles, and I taught him how to get a good swing on the playground. I never imagined I'd have to decide who got to live and who didn't. I chose him, and he could never know.