Olive has convinced everyone in school that she sleeps around, even though she’s actually a virgin. She did this to gain popularity and also to enhance certain boys’ reputations, (by pretending that they slept with her) who give her gift cards in exchange for this social boost. But inside, Olive is a romantic…

Is chivalry dead? I want John Cusack holding a boombox outside my window.  I want to ride off on a lawnmower with Patrick Dempsey.  I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me. And I want Judd Nelson walking across the school parking lot thrusting his hand into the air ’cause he knows he got me. Just once I want my life to be like a John Hughes movie. Sure everything starts out a mess but it always ends up great and hopeful and awesome with a big scene where the main character puts on a huge display of out-of-character-ness in front of the whole world and wins the day. But no.  John Hughes didn’t direct my life. So I get to save two fifty on a bottle of Juniper Breeze Antibacteria Gel. Maybe chivalry isn’t dead, but it’s in a coma and the prognosis isn’t good.