Were completely different. Me? Im the girl next door, literally. The one neighbor you hate because if shes not bringing a guy home, shes throwing a party and causing a scene. You? Youre that dorky boy that just moved in and doesnt know his way around. You have your "Picking Up Chicks 101" and "Cute Lines to Score that Cutie" handbooks to rely on. That is why you need me to teach you much more than what any ten thousand paged book can ever tell you about girls and scoring them! Would you rather have the biggest pleasure of being taught by the love expert or read a boring book written by dorks like you? P.S. Your book doesnt work.  ForewordThey say first impressions mean a lot... but I didnt know what to make of his first impression.    “Why should you get dressed? You look really pretty the way you already are...” he spoke rather, confidently. However his body was quite different from his tone. A tickle of pink was spreading from the tip of his ear to the apples of his chubby cheeks and he fumbled with his fingers. Judging from that, I could tell he had little experience talking to girls. “Speaking of time! If beauty was time, youd be an eternity!” … And for a second, I thought my heart skipped a beat at the lamest line Ive ever been told by the lamest boy Ive ever encountered.My heart shouldnt be beating over this joke of a guy who has no absolute clue how to woo a girl... right?