Beatrix sees colors. Colors that defined the rest of people's lives. Her grandmother called it a gift. Beatrix sees it more as a curse. A curse that forced upon her the knowledge of exactly when a person was going to die, and she couldn't do a damn thing about it.

Amelia (Ame) Fosters was socially awkward. Her only friends were her stuffed panda Mr. Fancy and his wife the stuffed liger Mrs. Fancy. She didn't know how to talk to people let alone boys. So when her parents decide that it'd be best if she spent the summer with her aunt in Southern California she didn't expect a house of four drop dead gorgeous boys to love next door. They all take an interest in the girl next door and plan to bring her out of her shell. Can they do it? A story filled with laughter, parties, bonfires, lots of blushing, down right craziness and maybe a little bit of romance?