Seven randoms cram into a house down the shore, and they've all got agendas. Curt wants a gig, Polly wants a life. Owen's jonesing for someone he can't have. And everyone's geared up for one wicked summer. Surfing all day, partying all night. Here's the real question: if your boyfriend's cheating on you, but you're too busy hooking up, does it really count? And if people aren't who they say they are, does it really matter?