Jace was the bad boy, Zeina was the 'good girl'. Jace was brooding and mysterious, Zeina was 'quiet and reserved'. Zeina blended into the backgrounds whereas all Jace did was stand out. It could have been the cliché romance, except it wasn't. ---------------------- "So here we are, the bad boy and the good girl," His minty breath fanned my face as he leaned closer. "Isn't this just the little cliché. Are we meant to fall in love now?" I laughed, noticing his shocked face at my reaction. I ran my nail down the side of his face. "Lets say, I'm not exactly a good girl." ------------------ Zeina was happy in the backgrounds, blending in and ignoring the drama. She didn't bother anyone, and they didn't bother her. She liked it that way. She kept up this façade of being the 'good girl', and she was damn good at it. But what happens when the resident badboy slams, literally, into her life? Can Zeina keep up her façade or will Jace unravel her secrets and discover the truth? Read 'Not Exactly A Good Girl' as Zeina finds out that some secrets are better kept a secret and some sides of people are too.