People always used to refer to people as "a wolf in sheep's clothing" after they find out their so called "true colours." But my case was different, because I was "a sheep in wolf's clothing." I disguised myself, because I was scared of getting hurt, so I put up this tough exterior, and built fake walls that people assumed they couldn't break. They didn't know how wrong there were. I was more fragile than pure graphite. I started out as an unpopular girl who no one knew (not that I cared though). After moving from place to place and school to school, I realised that I didn't want to be the hoodie girl anymore. I became a cheerleader because I liked being notied, I craved attention in a very concealed way. I painted myself heartless because I didn't care about respect, I wanted to be feared. It was in this process that I met him, Shane Jayce Smith. He was my everything, and I was willing to go any length for him. What I didn't know, was that he wasn't who he said he was; that was something we had in common. The difference was that I portrayed myself as a worse person than I actually was, but he created a version of himself that was fake and could never exist, because he was just a horrible person; or so I thought.

[COMPLETED] On her way to her new job, Nadine encounters someone mysterious. He's involved with everything she's not-corruption, guns, drugs, and the rich white business men that he supplies. Nadine becomes intrigued by everything and anything he does; unsure if it could put her in danger.