Rodrick Heffley doesn’t like people touching his stuff. Unfortunately for him, you’ve been forced to spend every afternoon in his basement while your mom helps Susan Heffley plan the school fundraiser upstairs. You hate his attitude. He hates how you don’t scare easy. Between blasting metal music at 1AM, cigarette smoke drifting from his bedroom window, and rides home that always last a little too long, whatever’s happening between you and Rodrick is getting harder to ignore. And worse? He’s starting to look at you like he actually cares.