I was nine years old when I met Everett Cartwright and claimed him as my best friend. I was sixteen years old when I gave him my virginity. Now, at twenty, the lines of our friendship have blurred as our relationship shifts into something different. Something deeper. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. I wasn’t supposed to fall for my best friend. He wasn’t supposed to fall for me. And when we finally confessed our feelings, he wasn’t supposed to have a girlfriend. But falling in love with my best friend was easy. It was what came after that almost destroyed us. *Spring Semester can be read as a stand-alone and the third in the Campus Tales Series.