Call Me Cliché...

What do you get when you put a sixteen year old Irish girl with a tendency to overuse sarcasm and trip over air and a seventeen year old American boy who thinks he's God's special gift to the world living beside eachother?

Complete and utter chaos, I tell you.

Emmy Anderson - Sarcastic, Nerdy and Hazardous.
Josh McLane - Popular, Annoying and a Player.

It's not like their lives are cliché or anything...

I mean, they live beside eachother, become great friends within hours and have a wicked sense of humour when it comes to the people they severely dislike.

Okay...so it's a tad cliché.

Just a little.

But not every group of friends screams out Austin Mahone songs in Walmart, nor do they act out a scene from Fifty Shades of Grey. They don't tend to beat eachother with French baguettes or tell old men that they're going have fun with their girlfriends, if you know what I mean.

Maybe they fall in love, then again, maybe they don't.

Maybe all their destined to do is share creepy pick up lines or state sexual innuendos, with the odd incident concerning a piece of gum.

All I'm saying is that the screwed up friendships, with the crazy, mentally unstable people, tend to last the longest...and with a small glimmer of hope, may turn into the best love story of all.

(SET IN A FICTIONAL TOWN) :)