Penn and Ava
To my Mom, the first and most important artist to encourage my creativity. To my Dad, for being the complete opposite of Ava’s dad. And to my Husband, thank you for always holding me when I need it, and mostly, for never letting me hold myself back.
FALL
Life
topples
to
pieces
as I
discover
you.
Chapter One
Ava tucked a long strand of dark blonde hair behind her ear, laughing loudly at every punchline her not-so-funny friend delivered, secretly glancing at the group of guys in the corner every few seconds. Ava hoped, at least once, Luke would make eye contact with her and lift his brow to initiate their usual flirtation. He was oblivious to her tonight, however, too busy slapping Kyle on the shoulder as they talked soccer plays and football scores.
This party was a typical upperclassmen party, most attendees were long past the days of freshman year when drinking until you drop was...