Who knew the biggest drama in my life wouldn’t be from a wedding I'm trying my best to avoid--my own!
Running away to L.A. was supposed to end all the drama in my life. Find an apartment, get a job, show my rich family I don't need their money...until I end up as the assistant to the world's Number One underwear model.
Did I mention we almost hooked up last week and I “lost” his number?
So much for leaving the drama behind. Maybe it’s been me this whole time.
I guess things are about to get even crazier because my mom just arrived with bodyguards...