BOOK ONE In which two crazies fall in love in an asylum.

"Sometime in the middle of my junior year, Miss Dennings, my intrusive English teacher decided¬ not even bothering to ask my parents for permission, that I should take part in one of those noisy and useless socializing circles her husband held every Sunday morning. Saying that I had absolutely no need to go there would be a completely pitiful lie because, let’s face it, I was a self-proclaimed introverted freak and talking to a refrigerator sounded way more appealing than interacting with another human being." Yes, I did need the socializing circle becasue of my trust issues with other people. Yes, I did need someone to listen to my incoherent ranting. Yes, I did need a new start. But hell if I knew Joshua Carter was going to be my saviour.

"I like you and admit it, you like me too because good girls always fall for the bad boy." He inched closer, I took another step back but he already had me cornered. Cocky jerk. "Too bad, I'm not a good girl." I slurred. The only thing separating us was my cardigan, his shirt and a glass of orange juice. "You're such a sucky liar, cupcake." He flashed me a disarming smile. "For the last time, I am not your cupcake!" I pouted angrily. I just loathe him. "Yes, you are and I'm the cherry on top." Before I had a chance splash the orange juice on his face, his lips collided on mine.