Stories are a means of escape for millions, planting these unrealistic ideas that certain people are chosen to be special in some way. That's the dream right? We all just want to be noticed. We all desire to be the girl who is granted three wishes or the boy who came from the future. But it's all bullshit. Not everybody can be important and most of us will die forgotten. We're all the extras who walk out of the coffee shop or who sit at the desks in the shadows of the main characters. Nobody knows that better than Addison Bowers. There's nothing out of the ordinary about her. Seventeen, Dyed hair, Hazel eyes, nice teeth, just a normal person with normal friends. After getting tired of her too normal day to day life, she decides to break out of her shell and make the most of her life because she's tired of being a background noise. She wants an adventure of her own because what's a story without a plot?
