Miss perfect, they said. Perfect grades. Perfect life. Everything was going perfectly fine for me. That was until I got kicked out of college and was sent to live back with my parents for a while. I got a job to be a tutor and I was looking at a great plan to turn my life around. That was until I found out I was tutoring my brother's best friend--and I was enjoying it--too much. Things eventually got out of hand. Out of control. Secrets had to be kept. What's a little lie done to anyone?