It wasn't that she didn't want to live anymore, she just didn't want to be in her life. Kylie Madison was a pretty closed type of girl. You could say she was strong, if you really wanted to, only because she appeared that way to people on the outside. She only did it so people wouldn't ask questions, so people would stay out of her business. But what if you really knew her? If you did, you'd know that her mother had died when she was twelve to a drunk driver, and her father drowned his sorrows in alcohol, but he was trying to quit, for his one and only daughter. With her dad working on and off, she had a job herself working at a local bakery. While balancing a job and college, she didn't really have a social life, a few friends here, two or three there, but she wasn't really into all of that. She had learned to adapt on her own, to live on her own because no one else would help her, she was alone. She hadn't had a boyfriend since year eleven of high school, which turned out to blow up in her face. She was better off without them anyway, everything she touched seemed to cause a problem. So what happens when a boy comes to her job, being nice to her and starting conversations? What if he likes her, and she learns to like him back? Are her troubles over? So, is she free? Seems as if she may be, maybe he can change her life. But that's a lot to put on one boy's shoulders, especially one who tours around the world with his four best friends, isn't it? I mean, he's got a life too, he is an international pop star. But he said he would help her, and he would never break a promise. So it seems she could be fine now. But that's unrealistic, right? Life isn't a fairytale, nor will it ever be. Or so Kylie thought.