Misfits

I walk down the street ,minding my own business. I steal glances at the people around me.Some are on their phones, chatting away to the people at the other end. Some are in groups. Some are in three's, some are in two's. Some are in huge bunches, obviously on some sort of night out. Then there are the other people.The misfits. People that just keep to themselves, the people who don't go out, don't socialize, just to keep their secret. The secret that nobody else knows about. The people like me.

Olivia is what people would call weird. A loner. A misfit. But she is also a person who holds a terrible secret about the world....