The summer before college, Hannah swears she's finally going to find "The One." And for five perfect minutes, Hannah does find him. He's cute and makes her laugh like crazy. She just wishes she'd caught his name, because Toilet Boy Cinderella "really" lacks sex appeal. For Sam, the summer is off to a bad start for a million reasons. But for five minutes his luck changes: in a fancy restroom painted purple like it belongs in a Bond villain hideaway, Sam falls head over heels for some strange and hilarious girl. Of course, he doesn't know her name. With his luck, he'll never see her again, and he'll remain a girlfriendless, moony-eyed virgin. Forever. But another chance meeting brings them together, only to have a chance misunderstanding drive them apart . . . and then the cycle starts all over again. Madcap mishaps, raunchy hilarity, and deep romance follow these two wherever they go. For two people so clearly destined for each other, they sure have a hell of a lot of trouble even getting together.