"And I wish I could have loved him less. Or better yet, not at all."

19 year old Adalanna Callister, bold, beautiful and brainy, is all set for her term in St. Stephen's University of Liverpool. 
And the first day in her new college itself, seals her fate for a rollercoaster year ahead. 

Through galas, bonfires and games, Alanna is pulled in deeper and deeper to the only feeling she had been wanting to avoid, the half of which she fears and the rest, fails to understand. 

Ripped apart between two friends, one a raging fire, other a deep ocean, Alanna grapples with her affections, all the while redeeming her own self from a tainted past. 

One, the kind you keep. Stability. Who would never break her heart. 

And the other, the kind you love. Danger. Without whom, there'd be no heart to break in the first place. 

Amidst love, friendship, music and betrayal, she has to make a choice, between the solace of a right love and the passion of a great love.  

This year, ask yourself- 
Love, the quicksand of raging passions- 
eternal bliss or inevitable doom? 

At the very least, she's in for an eventful year. 

"But you'll hate me." "I love you."
Everything made sense.

Choices

I put the copy of The Notebook back into the shelf as I move along the aisle, looking for something good. I want to read, I want to feel calm. 


I walk between the shelf when my eyes fall on The Great Gatsby. I take it out and move my finger over the page. 


-just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning all over again with the summer. 


I hear Nate’s voice reading the book to me, in my head and I smile sorrowfully. 


I loved Zach. And I can’t let this go on. I didn’t miss Nate. I just missed the moments we spent, ones I was happy in. So I’ll just have to make new moments. With Zach. 


I hear footsteps behind me and it’s only when I know that person was coming to me, I turn. I turn to look into the bluest of eyes I had just been thinking of not moments ago. 


He just looks straight into me and his eyes hold a moment of confused surprise before he whisks it away. He closes in and reaches out his hand a bit. 


INNOVATIVE MESSES