"Eyo! I’m Mason Thrace, and I’m seventeen and a senior. People often mistake me for Nico Mirallegro."
With his sunglasses and motorbike, plus his sarcastic attitude and charming good looks, you couldn’t describe Mason Thrace as anything less then a total badass motherfucker without being a fucking liar. And it’s not like he just magically changed one day either, he’s the kid who showed up to the first day of first grade with a miniature leather jacket and a habit of getting himself into trouble. And he’s always been interested in girls, sure, but there’s one girl he’s had his eye on for as long as he can remember.. Libby Foy, his younger across the street neighbor. And he’s decided that this year, he’s gonna at least make out with her (he’s been saying that for as long as he can remember too, though). It shouldn’t be that hard, and it really wouldn’t be if it wasn’t for Libby’s sister, who’s totally obsessed with him, and jumps on every chance she can to take his picture.
Crushing on Libby