in which a mentally unstable girl finds her new obsession in the form of a notorious street fighter - "Use your imagination." "Who needs imagination when they've got you, Darcy?" - Darcy Lynn has one rule for her last year of High School-no distractions. She never planned on harboring a crush for her enemy. Michael De Russi represents everything she is against, they're polar opposites. He was never supposed to occupy her mind as much as he did. He was never supposed to be the number she dialed while intoxicated in the middle of nowhere at night. He was never supposed to show up. And he definitely wasn't supposed to he the one tangled in her bedsheets. But then again, weren't opposites always meant to attract?