"Aaron Everett is a magnet for bad luck. It's his first day as a scholarship student at elite Sherwood Academy, home of the children of the rich and famous. Being the only poor kid is bad enough- not having the 'unofficial' uniform everybody is wearing makes it worse. Top it off with a bully, a broken bag, and an odd interaction, and officially his first day has gone to hell.
Just when he thinks it can't get any worse, he opens a door to a strange world and falls into a debt of several hundred thousand dollars.

Aaron is way out of his depth, and it's all he can do to keep his head above water and survive a year with a group of boys who have taken him under their wing."

Out Of Depth

Aaron was not happy. In fact, he was probably as uncomfortable as he could possibly be, surrounded by half naked bodies, the glaring sun, and the god-awful smell of chlorinated water.


It had been a perfectly normal Saturday morning. Aaron had been shelving packages of Oreos, idly chatting with Amelia about spring break, when Roman breezed through the front door. Much to Aaron's dismay, Roman was able to get Amelia wrapped around his little finger almost immediately, and charmed her into giving Aaron a paid day off. He'd hauled Aaron out the door and thrown him into an honest to god limousine, where the rest of the host boys were already joking and laughing.


Aaron had sat between Roman and Harry, stonily silent and ignoring Benji as resolutely as he had been the past few weeks. The boys were too excited to notice his mood, their grins never fading; even Marcus and Kris, usually so stoic, laughed at the twins' stupid jokes.


Chapter 11 Waterlogged