"Remember to pick the boy that will plant a garden for you instead of just getting you the flowers."

I am in love with this book. I am in love with the characters. I am in love with everything about it. I squealed and laughed and yelled at the characters. I swooned over Lucas with Rosie. Seriously...why are fictional men better than men in real life? It's extremely frustrating. I just want a man like in the romance books I read. Is that too much to ask for? I don't think it is.