Esme liked how people saw her. A cheerleader, in a perfect relationship, happy. She was all those things. After moving schools, she got a fresh start and her past self was almost unrecognisable. Keeping busy kept her mind busy. And she liked how people saw her at school because it was so different to home. Home she didn't even have anymore. Home she didn't actually call home, because her real home was her dad's house, and she got taken away from there. But being perfect is a hard image to keep up, especially when the past catches up.