•Prologue 1•

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My life sucks. Not joking either, I have no idea what my past is or who my family is and I'm not worried about it. I am happy with my life here in London. I have a best friend which is Abigail Ross. She is so kind and loving, the goody two shoes type of person. Where as I am quite the opposite, my name is August December Edmington. I was born on May 7, 1997. I am 16 almost 17, I have platinum blonde hair, with black highlights, and blazing blue eyes. I am what you would call a bad girl, I like to ride my black bike. I wear leather jackets and leather pants with black or brown combat boots. I am a biker girl and I love it. I don't know what I'd do if I somehow met up with my family anytime soon, I would be scared to death to meet them. I used to have a guardian to look after me but when I turned 13 and a half she disappeared. I didn't know what to think about my life nowadays and I keep telling myself that it will get better from here and that I will be okay in the future. I was told to look up to my mum and dad, but how can I if everyone I am supposed to love... is gone?

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