We’ll start at the beginning of my twisted, somewhat Cinderella story. The boy who makes my heart jump wildly is Trey Strong. To make his name true, he’s captain of every sport in our high school and he’s not all that modest about it either. But Trey at school is different than Trey during the summer and he started to prove that when he handed me a pink rose. “Just for you,â€? he said and smiled with his straight white teeth.

Now going back to the whole “I don’t want a summer romance thingâ€? is an important part of what happened next. Standing next to Trey was like standing next to a statue. And yet, I still looked up to his statue-self and threw the rose right back at him. “Sorry, it’s really for you.â€? I whispered in my sweetest voice before turning away.

Okay, so maybe it was for me, but I’m not about to give my heart out to just any random guy with a rose. He’ll have to make it worth my while. Or at least he’ll have to
acknowledge me, the real me first.

Which brings me to what happens next.