Pride and Pratishness

You know how they say, 'Don't judge a book by it's cover'? Well I wish that I had.

Ever since that day when he asked me for a pencil, I have fancied the socks off of Eli Thornton.

Who could blame me? He was the picture of perfection, the resident Adonis carved by the Greek gods themselves. A medical student, motorcycle owner, leather wearing sexy beast.

But then he bloody well opened his mouth and turned out to be a right pain in the arse. Suddenly he flipped from being the highlight of my Monday morning lecture to the bane of my existence.

Who knew that something as minor as misplacing my favorite romance book could fuel so much hate and anger. Join me on the rollercoaster that is my life as I discover that deep deep deep down beneath all that pent up anger, pride and pratishness there is a decent guy...well, maybe.

Bring your shovel or maybe even a jackhammer because I've a feeling that we will be digging to China before we meet this so called 'Decent guy'.