James Fouhey
Author
Language
English
Description
I hate you, Fuller James.
I hate your floppy hair and your lopsided grin and those laughing blue eyes that always seem to be laughing at me.
I hate that you're the most popular guy in school and I'm still the girl who sneezed and spit out her retainer on someone at a middle school dance. It's just such a cliche.
I hate that I'm being forced to tutor you in English and keep it a secret from everyone. Because otherwise it might put our basketball...