They call me Logan Stone, quarterback, king of the school... and apparently, your fake boyfriend. Truth is, I'm just a guy trying to figure things out. Sophie with her shy smiles and bookish charm still haunts my thoughts, but then there's you, with that quick wit and those cherry-flavored kisses... This whole charade started as a game, but somewhere along the way, the lines got blurred. Guess I have a thing for girls who see through the "King" facade and find something real underneath.