Something about having a heart that won’t stop aching for someone you know who can’t date, will do that to you. Yeah, trust me I know it’s pathetic to pine after Park so much but I just can’t help it. He was so perfect in every possible way except one – his address. And, well, his self-proclaimed reputation for being a player. But that’s a part of Park I like to pretend doesn’t exist. I glance at my reflection in the rear-view mirror of my car and I’m all day-old makeup and messy pony tail and it’s gross, it truly is. I am nothing like the blonde girl in a tight dress and the sad thing is that I never will be. I’m just Becca, a small-town girl from Texas, who made the fatal mistake of falling for a Californian celebrity. Really, the fault is all mine. I call Bayleigh from the parking lot and put the car in drive before she answers. When she picks up the phone and sounds cheerful, I know I haven’t woken her up.
