He was my neighbor. The best friend of my brother. He was the player of Ashen Cove High. He was a bad boy. In other words, he was a walking-talking cliche. And he was in love with me. Most girls who heard a love confession from the hottest guy at school would swoon and some even confess themselves. I didn't. I laughed. Snorting while I doubled over with laughter. He didn't find it funny, and now he was determined to make me fall in love with me. How disgustingly cliche?

(This is 'Disgustingly Cliche' through Cameron's POV. If you ever wondered, what was going through his mind throughout the story - this will tell you all need.) Player. Badboy. Daddy. I've been called it all, and I couldn't care less what they said about me. Until I met her. Then, I started feeling self-conscious. I began rethinking I had ever done or said. I shouldn't have fallen for her. She was Isaac's twin sister. Yet, there was something about her which kept pulling me back. And while she would call this super "cliche" or "disgusting" I couldn't stay away from her. Because I was disgustingly hers.