How much money does it take to buy a broken heart?
There are three things I hate: rich people, boys, and Kai Rush. Kai happens to be all three.
He and his dad have all the money in the world from the game app they created, and what do they do with it? They buy private helicopters and flaunt their brand new Teslas.
Never mind that people like my mom and I work multiple jobs just to keep our crappy apartment and pay for back medical bills because my dad ran scared and left us alone.
So when my mom tells me we have a new cleaning job at the Rush’s before school, I’m peeved.
When he starts texting me, I’m floored.
Fit billionaires like him and plus-sized scholarship kids like me barely belong at Emerson Academy together, much less in the same message thread.
How can I get him to see I’m not the catch he thinks I am?
More importantly, how can I get my heart to stay on the same page?