Emily (or Emmy if you're Rafe Cameron) Lawrence is your typical dirt, poor pogue. She steals her way to the top, she's never seen without a beer in her hand, and she hates Kooks. Just like her father, she's determined to make it to the top. So, when she's asked to be a personal house keeper for The Cameron's, she can't pass it up. What she wasn't expecting, was to fall into a messy game with Rafe Cameron. He's the Kookiest of them all, and the douchiest of them all. Except, he can help her make it to the top... right? • * • * • "It feels like you're just using me for my money, Emmy." He jokes as he watches her change back into her clothes. "And it feels like you, are just using me for sex, Rafe Cameron." She smirks, looking at him from the mirror. "So we're just using each other?" Rafe grins. "I guess so." Emily smiles, climbing out of the boys window before vanishing back into the night.