As little girls we are told our princes will come. That we would be Beautiful,Smart and Kind. That we would have a Happily Ever After. But all of a sudden you're 16 crying at the top of your lungs with a box of tissues, so young yet so full of hate. No parents, 2 Friends, new student and now a heart colder than New York weather.... Now tell me does happily ever after really exist? Or is it just a tale that girls are told...?