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W trakcie, Pierwotnie opublikowano kwi 04, 2014
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It's just a cut. It's just a scratch. 

""What's that mark?" 

"Oh, it was just the cat." 

Just an excuse, just another lie, just as every day goes by. 

"What's with all the braclets?"

"Just a fashion, why?" 

Just a tear, just a scream. 

"Why were you crying?" 

"Just a bad dream"

But it's not just a cut, or a tear, or a lie 

I'm just preparing for the fated day of good-bye.""

Lola Carmen is different. She's eccedentesiast (a person that fakes a smile) and is a proffessional at it. Everyday she walks into school, with a fake grin spread across her face. She doesn't trust anyone, everyone she was ever close to has betrayed her. In school, she pretends, she plays it off like the perfectionist she is. At home, that's where she reveals herself. But when a new student arrives at Rideview Highschool, with his dreamy British accent, stunning good looks, and charming personality, his popularity booms and it isn't long until he meets Miss. Popularity of herself- Lola Carmen. He sees past her perfections, and notices her fake smiles. He tries to get close to her, but all she does is push him away.

He could tell that quite place inside of her was getting louder, and he found himself falling for her as he's trying to figure out the mystery that lies behind the real life of Lola Carmen.
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