Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all hap...
"When you wake up, you’re not going to remember a thing about your life now. I’m going to give you a new life, a new name, a second chance." Meet Marzia. She's curious, she clueless and she's desperate to regain her memories in the town of Anarki. But will she recover what she's lost, or will she lose herself trying?