WORSE FOR WEAR

The Hills remember everything

They remember when you were school kids, before the secrets, the grudges and the lines in the dirt.
Your shadow is the past that you can never quite outrun and every friendship has its Price tag.
Year 11 was supposed to be the end for the outcasts but it was just the beginning of a nightmare. Behind closed doors and in the silent neck of the woods, the social hierarchy became a warzone. one mistake. every night.
In a town where everyone knows your name, the truth is the most dangerous thing you can own
The lights are flashing. The backstabbing is only just begun...
And the Hills are the only ones left to tell the truth.