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Synopsis

A New Adult Comedy

When Sydney Porter transfers to Northern University, she’s ready to put her past behind her. Landing a job on campus as an irreverent radio personality, she uses the anonymity to air all the campus dirty laundry—earning the infamous Sunday Lane more than a few enemies. But her true passion is spinning records, even if Drunk Earl is her biggest fan.

Sydney’s junior year kicks off with the promise to be amazing. Or at least it does until Gray Peters, hotshot quarterback, unexpectedly reenters the scene. His presence threatens to destroy everything she has going, as well as resurrecting a night Sydney never wants to remember or repeat. She’d run away like a coward, but this time she's determined to stay and fight.

A twisted battle of wit and trickery ensues, with one common goal—vengeance. Sydney and Gray set out to make each other miserable. But misery loves company, and soon, walls are destroyed and truths are revealed that could change their future forever.

Copyright © 2015 K.F. Germaine

Published: K.F. Germaine 2015

Kfgermaine@yahoo.com

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher at the address above.

Editing: Gathering Leaves Editing

Creative consultant: Boxcar Betty

Cover design: K.F. Germaine

Stock photos courtesy Fotosearch ®

 

Dedication

 

Dedicated to romantic comedy movie (and book) lovers worldwide.

 

It’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring Marilyn Monroe

 

These ‘Sweet Beats’ are available on Google Music under “Devious Minds”

Sara Smile … The Bird And The Bee

Shot Me Down (feat. Skylar) … David Guetta

Banana Pancakes … Jack Johnson

Danger (Been So Long) … Mystikal feat. Nivea

Don’t You (Forget About Me) … Simple Minds

Left Hand Free … Alt-J

Make It Bun Dem … Skrillex

Apollo (Acoustic Version) … Hardwell

I Wanna Make It Wit Chu … Desert Sessions

Lips Like Sugar … Echo And The Bunnymen

Needles … The Pack A.D.

Ice Age … How To Destroy Angels

Crave You … Fight Facilities

Sad Sad City … Ghostland Observatory

Beat of Her Heart … Gungor

Queen … Perfume Genius

Until I Open My Wings … Small Wonder

 

Table of contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Six

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty-One

Chapter Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Three

Chapter Forty-Four

Chapter Forty-Five

Chapter Forty-Six

Chapter Forty-Seven

Chapter Forty-Eight

Chapter Forty-Nine

Chapter Fifty

Chapter One

“What… the… hell?” I took my best guess at what Brian was screaming from behind the soundproof glass. “Are you saying what the hell, Brian?” Maybe he was just eager to play a game of Charades.

Forming a circle with my hand, I slapped it over my right eye. “Movie, right? Two syllables or one?”

Brian shook his head and flipped me the bird with both hands.

“Okay. Two syllables.” I wrote my answer on a piece of paper, showing him the words Syd Rocks against the thick studio glass. “I know this already. That one’s too easy.”

Slamming down his headphones, Brian pushed his chair away from his desk and charged around the corner. When he burst into the studio, I casually sipped my energy drink, nodding my head to Hall & Oates’s “Sara Smile” playing over the air.

“What, Brian? Hall & Oates is making a comeback. You heard it from me first. You should feel privileged.”

“What the hell, Sydney? You can’t just walk in here, take over the airwaves of the entire campus, and say, ‘This goes out that one girl… Can’t remember her name… Oh, yes, I can. FYI, she’s got the clap,’ then put on ‘Sara Smile.’”