I had one more summer. One more summer before I had to go to college and really start to get serious about the future. One more summer to do whatever I wanted, wherever I want, with whoever I wanted. That's what lead me here: Los Angeles, the place of horrible traffic, and Disneyland, and where dreams come true and stories come to life. And my cousin, who I hadn't seen since I was a fourteen. This summer was supposed to be that carefree summer you always dreamed of, but that could not have been more wrong. With a tag along friend and an unexpected roommate, what could go right on my perfect summer?