It was Train Wreck that made us. And Train Wreck finished us too. But a lot happened in between.First there was Stardust, that song was the beginning.It all started the day Collins gave me the journal.“Write what you know,” he said.Trust a bloody teacher to come up with a cliché.But, I did what he said.Wrote about watching Jess.Because, that’s what I did then,Watched her, yearningly, thirsting.Jess, with eyes the green brown of a bush stream.Hair flowing and curving softly... moreIt was Train Wreck that made us. And Train Wreck finished us too. But a lot happened in between.First there was Stardust, that song was the beginning.It all started the day Collins gave me the journal.“Write what you know,” he said.Trust a bloody teacher to come up with a cliché.But, I did what he said.Wrote about watching Jess.Because, that’s what I did then,Watched her, yearningly, thirsting.Jess, with eyes the green brown of a bush stream.Hair flowing and curving softly.A sort of peanut butter and dark honey colour.Her hand touches her lips.A stray strand of hair,Gets tucked behind her ear.I imagine her touching me in that slow way.Feel her fingers in my hair.Her palm on my cheek.In my mind, I reach out and touch her, and she touches me back.I feel her fingernails run down my chest.But, she never saw me, I was invisible to her.Stardust is the first book in the Train Wreck A Rockstar, coming of age romance series. less