I draw the people I hate in school. I hear the gossip, I hear their lies; but I draw from what my own eyes see. And I see the embarrassing, devastating, beautiful secrets my peers all try to hide. And I have quite the collection of humor; a sketchbook full of those pathetic illusions... Until the most popular boy, and my most hated, happens upon my misplaced book of insults.

He broke my sister's heart. So I broke his million dollar car. ... It seemed like a fair trade at the time.

. "Hatred comes from the heart, contempt from the head, and neither feeling is quite within our control." Bullshit, she thinks. Then she meets Matthew Valentine.

She hated him to hell since the first time she met him at school. He was self-absorbed, arrogant and rude. So, how, in the hellbent world of idiots, was she ever going to survive living under the same roof with him?