"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

"Hey, Camera Girl," I turn around to see Drew Steele, the 'leader' of the "Heart Breakers". Sure, he's attractive, tousled light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. "You forgot something." I look at his outstretched hands. My camera. "Th-" I start. "Get to your next class, Dylan," Mr. Clears says, looking up. I scowl before hurrying out the door. Shit. My camera. *** Dylan Scott is your average girl. She's a photographer, and hopes to go far with her photography. Drew Steele is your average bad ass. He won't take shit from anyone, and has probably broken a law or two. What happens when Drew happens to take Dylan's camera? How far will Dylan go to get her 'baby' back?