When I screwed up and missed the deadline to sign up for an easy-A elective for my senior year of school, I knew I was trouble. I only had one option left; a class called 'life drawing.' I didn't know the first thing about art. I was a jock, after all. I know about catching game-winning touchdowns, but not much else. So it's no surprise that I stuck out like a sore thumb in the class. And so I intended to keep to myself, especially after getting a few curious glances from the guy who sat next to me, a mysterious blonde named Brandon. When a partner project paired us together, I learned a few secrets about the blonde that only seemed to draw me into his world. Next thing I knew, I was in over my head and thinking things that NO straight guy should be thinking. But, when Brandon made a few sultry suggestions, I knew I was lost to the blurry lines of my sexuality. And I knew that afternoon in his bedroom, we weren't going to be getting much drawing done...