My entire life has revolved around one goal: get into medical school. When it happens I should celebrate with champagne and streamers and a bouncy castle-right?Instead, my heart feels like it's being ripped in two-follow my dreams or follow my heart? I can thank Chase Westbrook for that.He's my brother's best friend. He also happens to be what wet dreams are made of. He's absolutely perfect and he's in love with me-he's also incredibly persistent...