In the beginning of everything, every object existed in perfect singularity. One day everything exploded, expanding, sending elements and stardust out into space - the foundations of life itself. And so all these elements - nitrogen, hydrogen, oxygen, carbon - came from the stars and settled in our atoms. Everything is made of stardust.

Nobody knows this more than a certain pair of people in a small town at the tip of Michigan called Grace Harbor. In fact, these people, you could say, belong in the stars - they have high-strung dreams that have colors of with dusty wishes. However, they could not be anymore different than they are alike.

Amelia Felicity Jones could recite a Physics textbook to you from back to front; Arthur Benjamin Kirkland could tell you where every camera in the school was and how to avoid them and slip away. Amelia had A's and plans of the far off future; Arthur was flunking nearly everything except English and normally did not think he would be alive by the end of the month. Amelia liked to wear bright colors and keep her clean-swept hair our of her eyes, meanwhile if Arthur ever wore bright colors it would be temporary in his hair, a tattoo that decorated his arms, the twinkle of an earring in his ear, or a splash on a dark, tight shirt.

Amelia was the classic example of an All-American girl with blue eyes of a rare, class O star in the main sequence, and Arthur was the stereotype of a rebel British teenager who fell in love with punk and had green eyes of a solar wind that became a curtain in the Northern Lights. It was safe to say that yes, they were very different indeed.

Despite all this, they did indeed live in the same town, the same neighborhood even. Their fathers were associates in one of the very few skyscrapers in the small town and therefore both very well off compared to a large number of residents in Grace Harbor. Amelia felt guilty about it; Arthur didn't care as long as he could buy another pack of cigarettes whenever he wanted. The two attended an Academy slightly out of town but only so much so that it could accommodate a planetarium, an American Football field, a gym that could double into an ice hockey court, a soccer field, and an auditorium. The International Academy for Higher Learning of Northern Michigan was quite the school, and would the experiences there would define the two for the rest of their lives. The school was famous for having students from all over the world come to receive an education, which made it strange when considering the size of Grace Harbor and its population of a little over 3,000. So in a state where one person is never more six miles from the nearest fresh water source it does not seem surprising how they met, how they came to know one another outside of name and reputation, and how they became more. Amelia would argue, saying it was chance - Arthur would shrug preferring to think it was fate but will not say a word to ruin the effect. Regardless, this is a story of two people in small town America who loved the stars and all the wonders it would doubtlessly bring.

This is a story of love.

Author's Notes:

This is just an idea that has been simmering in the back of my head for quite a while that I was finally harassed into writing.