This is not a love story…
This is a true story of a boy–albeit a boy who thinks it sounds creepy when any male over the age of ten is referred to as a boy. The boy, J.D. of Orlando, Florida, grew up believing that he’d never truly be happy until the day he either met the one or became a published author (or played professional basketball, which he got over pretty quickly when he realized he sucked). This belief stemmed from early exposure to Dashboard Confessional and New Found Glory songs and a total mis-reading of the movie Good Will Hunting. He writes random words of prose on random chalkboards in random hallways, hoping to be noticed, and he meets girls who seem perfect until their affection outweighs his, when their tiniest flaws and differences become painfully obvious. The girl, one of a series of guest stars, doesn’t know the possibilities she’s walking into. The first is that he could fall in love with her. The second is that she could fall in love with him and he could cut it off and not feel a thing. This is a story of a boy, but you should know upfront, you will either love this story or forget it entirely.
