He just couldn't help himself. Bryce was the kind of guy who would make you feel like the only girl in the world, then dump you on your ass and move on a week later. This attitude didn't stop the girls of McKinley swoon whenever he sauntered down the corridors, or kissed them on the lips. That's another thing about Bryce: He'd practically kissed every girl in the school. Kisses were like smiles to him, it was natural and totally normal. He had that bad boy swagger and badass 'tude that everyone loved; he was a class act and wanted to stay that way. All he knew that he'd always be remembered as: Bryce Ross-Johnson: Troublemaker.