Meera Desai. She believed in public affection. James Brenegan. He believed in private affection. She wanted a public display of affection while he wanted to keep things out of sight due to personal image reasons. Meera was the epitome of a cancer, way too nice for her own good. James was one of the nicest guys she'd been pursued by. He was sweet, cared a lot, made constant effort, kept trying. His only flaw was that he would never do what he did over the phone, in person. Emerson Sinclair. Adorable blonde best friend with a little southern drawl in her words. The blonde to Meera's brunette. Well, "replacement" blonde since her best friend, Cassidy, the original blonde was at a different school. Wes Griffin. Meera's personal annoyance. The bane of her existence. Someone she'd call the "Spawn of Satan's left rib". What happens when an academic rivalry turns into something more when he finds her beyond upset over trivial people.