Imagine this, Your step brother convinces you that having a last horrar before you finish school is a great idea, telling you that a couple of friend and a boat trip was the perfect fair well. And you go along with it. There's not many people you are close with so the guest list was short, You (of course) the schools 'good girl' Your step brother aka the, not so, bad boy in the back of the class Your bestfriend an artistic soul who's always attached to her boyfriend Said boyfriend the shy guy that has lived across from you as long as you could remember Mr popular only invited because he's a family friend, and your parents told you too. and because you are the nice one your step brothers best friend. Nothing could go wrong, right? wrong. Im Eva and this the story of how I spent the last few months of my senior year.