We all have stereotypes engraved into our brains. Good girl. Player. Nerd. Troublemaker. Slut. Jock. Well, stereotypes don't apply to me. At school, I'm a good girl. At school I'm Venice Wade. At night, I party to the point of not remembering. At night I'm Candy. Night and day have never come across in four years of living a double life. At least until Reid. He came along and ruined everything. One look at his twinkling blue eyes and stupidly hot smirk and I should've known I was done for. I should've run. I ran. I ran straight into his arms.