I have no idea how I got myself into these situations. It happened regularly, though no two were ever the same. I'd dreamed about Gabriel Caruso since I was a freshman. My fantasies were vivid images of him and me doing things that could never happen because he had a fiancée. I'd changed all his classes which he figured out on his own. I shouldn't be surprised. A rocket scientist wasn't required to follow the trail I left. Now I had to come up with an explanation that sounded ...