{Book Two of Fake} "She is a beauty behind those scars, she is a gorgeous chaos underneath all that mess, she is everything that you can't see, because her beauty lies deep within. Simply look into her eyes and see her soul." -M.B. Rose Volt has just turned sixteen, but her Sweet 16 turns out for the worst and poses as an awful start to this "precious" year. Her parents find out that she has no good friend's, she's failing several classes, and really doesn't care about her future. But she's not alone. In her journey, she learns the value of family and loyalty to those you love. When she meets a boy named Jace, they learn how to help pull each other out of their dark times, but is it enough? Can they trust each other enough to potentially save each other's lives?

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl who was unable to see her own worth. She found beauty in the simple things, like roses, kind smiles, good music, and a deep conversation. But she was not simple, so she was unable to see anything worth while about herself. This girl was beaten down by the cruelties of this world, but then she meets him, her prince charming. But can even he convince her of her true beauty? Or will she ruin any good that comes into both his and her lives forever? ----- This is a story about a girl named Jane who is forced to be someone she is not. I wrote this story because I feel like we all have to conform to be how society wants us to be, when that's not who we really are, sometime in our lives. But we all have an escape. Sometimes it's through music, reading, friends, or whatever. Jane's escape comes through a boy named Mystery who helps her grow and flourish who she really is. Please read, it means so much to me because writing and helping others is my personal escape! I love you all so much! It's almost completed! I understand that my grammar is not perfect so please be patient with me because I will fix it someday! ;) *NOTE* This story contains some graphic scenes of self harm and suicide. Read at your own risk. This story was meant solely for awareness.