my life is perfect, NOT. i had to leave my best friends in the whole wide world, and move to Maine. not Florida or California, but Maine. and when i finally think of coming back, i have this huge secret that I'm nervous if i tell anyone they would turn on me, but i had no idea there were more in the world just like me and that changes everything. but never in my whole life had i dreamed about falling so hard, you're afraid to crash and when 'mister right' finally makes sense to you, all because i went to Maine. but there's a catch, more like two, there are two of them, two Mr. rights, or so i think, and someone's after me, who's been after me, its a long story.