When you enter high school, almost everyone thinks that it's the time that you find true love, a love that you will cherish for the rest of your life. Well, not for me. My name is Alice, and I've never been in love. Except for that one time where I thought it was love, but in pure reality, wasn't. All of my friends have boyfriends who speak out that they love them. I feel truly happy for them, I really do... But also kind of jealous. That was until a guy named Jason, moved in town. He's what most people call "The Bad Boy," he seems to desire the thrill of trouble, what with all the troublesome fights going on lately. And apparently he talks back to teachers. I usually despise those types of people. But, for some odd reason, I'm drawn to him... cliché, I know.