Haley and Taylor have always hated each other, but a drunken shotgun marriage has them stuck with each other for the next 6 months and it will take everything they have not to kill each other.

It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.

Anna is a common 17 year old A+ student. Her parents work all day and this summer they'll be out for work at Europe with the Grier's, work partners and friends. Anna is asked to be Nash Grier's babysitter for that period of time because he has a bad attitude and gets in trouble very easily. No more spoilers, read and find out how this whole situation turns out! xx tina

"Yeah, But-" I tried to say. "No more buts. Just get your cute little butt to bed so we can cuddle." He commanded. People do crazy things just for the thrill of it. Zoe Tyler never experienced or understood that. That was until she met Matthew Espinosa. The boy who taught her how to love and be a little Reckless. This book cannot be duplicated or altered without my permission. All ideas and quotes (unless given credit) are mine. Copyright © 2014 by ayecalifornia