She doesn't live like a normal teenage girl.
Her home is scattered around the city.
"I’m living second by second, hour by hour, day by day with three dollars and forty-five cents in my pocket".
I'm your typical teenage package deal. My face is coved in freckles from being out in the sun to long. My red hair matches my red rosy cheeks. My glasses to big, constantly falling down. My skin a little to pale for my Mamma's liking. But I'm just your normal 17 year old teenage.
But when a new kid moves in next door and Charlie goes missing the next day. Her best friend will stop at nothing to find out what happened to her and who done it.