"Why were you running?" His cocky demeanor from earlier was gone. "Who's the nosy one now?" He gave me a quick glance, a smile in his eyes. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" If this had been a closer friend of mine I would've smacked up the backside of his head. "Nah, I don't really care about you or your life that much." "Yeah, well I care about yours." --- Harley Stewart hadn't always been a criminal. In fact, to anyone else concerned, she was just a chemistry student. Angered by the unfairness of the society around her and her seeming lack of a voice, she begins to leave statement graffiti pieces around her city anonymously. A lapse of judgment in time, a boy catching her red-handed and an unwelcomed gang-related turf war, seems to have turned her life upside down. Will she be able to keep this side of her secret or will the weight of her crimes be too much for her to handle?