How did I end up in a fake relationship with the gorgeous captain of the basketball team, Jett Bryant? Where do I start? Back in kindergarten, I used to dream about kissing that adorable brown-eyed boy. He was also the pastor's son but that didn't stop me from chasing him down, tackling him on the playground, and kissing him smack on the lips. Then in eighth grade, I was about to kiss him for real (as real as a spin the bottle kiss could get) but...