My happiness is like an unsubstantial thread, still going strong, but its becoming too fine too hold. Clover is just like any other 16 year old girl, desperate to get out of school, desperate to hit the part of puberty where she 'beyoncefise' and desperate to be happy. But then she isn't really like any other teenage girl. Jace was just like any other 17 year old boy, he had it all, but didn't want it.
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