Her name is Jessica. No doubt her beauty's a pain in my ass because I never can seem to get her out of my head. It's not a crush though. Guys like me don't have crushes. We have flings. So why is it I remember her name? I never remember girls names. I definitley can't let my friends found out or they'll give me hell for having a crush on the good girl. Wait, crush? No, I don't have a crush. I'm just Flirting With The Good Girl.

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hurt. It didn't matter if we did everything right, someone was bound to get hurt in this game and I couldn't help but to feel like it would be all my fault.

Kaydie Smithson is that girl that everybody thinks is perfect, she's the cheerleader captain and comes from a wealthy family. Liam is a cage fighter who is seen as a bad guy at school. What happens when their paths cross and Liam asks Kaydie to ditch her Miss Perfect image and be his dance partner?