I'm sick of being called Junior. Sure, I'm William Nicholas Martens, Jr., but I just want to go by Nick. I'm sick of my boyfriend mismatching his socks on purpose. And I'm sick of being in the closet.<br><br>All this changes when my band Taking Back Nick lands a record deal. My friends Casey, Kennedy, Levi, and I are about to make it big. In one night I come out to my parents and break up with my boyfriend. And then the hard part starts. Casey is my oldest friend, and I move in with him after my breakup. But things ... start to happen.<br><br>We skyrocket to fame, but Casey finds himself in the middle of some serious addiction issues. Combined with him showing me so much affection, I start to worry there's more going on than just the stress of success. Will Casey be able to overcome his addictions and find happiness? More importantly, will that happiness be with me?

Porch Light

The ride to the hospital seemed like it was taking forever. So, I decided to fill the silence.


“So, have you always wanted to be an EMT?” The guy turned to me, surprised. But he smiled


“Yeah. I was in a car accident when I was twelve, and had to help my sister stop the bleeding on her leg that got injured. I’ve wanted to be on the frontlines since then.”


“Well, thanks for helping me.” I suddenly felt very brave. Had they given me drugs, or was this adrenaline? “I never thought I would be helped by a cute EMT after I got hit by a car, but here we are.”


He laughed, his eyes twinkling. “Well, I never thought I’d be hit on by someone who just got hit by a car. Well, and notblame it on the morphine.”


“No. That’s why I’m surprised.” He held out his hand. “Scott. Scott Prescott.”


I shook his hand. “I already told you my name, but I’m Nick. So, Scott Prescott. Has anyone ever told you your last name should go before your first name? ‘Cause pre-Scott. Get it?”


Chapter 19