Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, you're just a player. Elizabeth is just your average 19 year old girl. She's in college, she's studying music, and has a passion for singing and song-writing. Her only best friend, Shane, has been right by her side since first grade, and it's been that way for 13 years. When Mike rolls around and bunks in her dorm, things take a turn for the worse. "What the hell? Who are you?" Ezzy grunted, rubbing underneath her eyes where purple bags sat comfortably. "You really don't remember me?" The cocky guy standing in her doorway threw her a side smile, his eyes gleaming in the dim morning light as his gaze scrolled up and down her body like a webpage. "It's me, Mike." He answered her question, taking a step forward and plopping his bags down onto the floor of her dorm. "And I'm moving in, babe."