Title: The Only Exception
Author: Magan Vernon
Published: April 9th 2013 by Beautifully Broken Books
Fiercely liberal Monica Remy prefers to blend in. Despite her tattoos, piercings, and outspoken personality, she transferred to Central to escape—before she finds out that her next door neighbor is the uber conservative senator’s son, Trey Chapman.
No matter how hard she tries to avoid Trey, he still finds a way to get under her skin. Monica can’t stand his crisp white shirts or his staunch views on women. But she can’t help counting every freckle on his face and wondering what it would feel like to have him stop talking politics and kiss her.
A class debate project forces the unlikely pair to work together, and the political lines are blurred in late-night make out sessions. But despite their fiery chemistry, Trey’s politics threatens to smother their relationship for good.
Author: Magan Vernon
Published: April 9th 2013 by Beautifully Broken Books
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Synopsis:Fiercely liberal Monica Remy prefers to blend in. Despite her tattoos, piercings, and outspoken personality, she transferred to Central to escape—before she finds out that her next door neighbor is the uber conservative senator’s son, Trey Chapman.
No matter how hard she tries to avoid Trey, he still finds a way to get under her skin. Monica can’t stand his crisp white shirts or his staunch views on women. But she can’t help counting every freckle on his face and wondering what it would feel like to have him stop talking politics and kiss her.
A class debate project forces the unlikely pair to work together, and the political lines are blurred in late-night make out sessions. But despite their fiery chemistry, Trey’s politics threatens to smother their relationship for good.
Today, we are lucky to have Magan Vernon and she's going to share to us some of her college experiences! :)
Some of the best and worst times of my college experience took place in my sorority house.
Yes, I fully admit that I was in a sorority and wore my letters and matching headband proudly.Some people think that because I write about sorority girls that I’m just trying to stereotype them, but really I’m just writing about some of my own experiences in Greek life: The bad, the good, and the ridiculous.I guess I’ll start out with recruitment, the mecca of all things Greek. The time in which we recruited new girls into our house. How did we do that? By gathering in our doorway, all smooshed together, clapping and singing to them of course! Every sorority had to take songs from pop culture and replace the lyrics with words about our sorority. I still can’t listen to “Beverly Hills” by Weezer without singing “Sigma Three, that’s where I want to be. Living in Sigma three.”Okay, so actually everyone else sang and clapped. I was not allowed to clap.






