Dahlia Willis, a girl at the age of 17 whom not many people ever pay attention to. But she doesn't like attention and is never really noticed, she's grown to like it that way. Everybody in Crystal Waters High wants to be noticed, but unlike her everybody has a clique to be around. A group to hang with. People that like to classify their selves as something. Sure Dahlia classifies herself as something, a broken girl... Dahlia's mother died when she was only at the age of 11. A couple years later her father came home very drunk one night and let out his anger, which happened repeatedly after the fact. Miles Roland is the edgy, popular, live at the moment type of guy. He's one of those people who likes to go party all night and do dangerous things. If you haven't already cued in, he's in the popular clique. Little did he know they lived right beside each other. One day the teacher assigns them for a photography project in art class. As they are messing around he notices something small on her wrist, a scar. *Miles' smile falters as he pulls up my sleeve revealing the mass of bruises and scars covering my arm. He looks back up at me. As I stare right back into his eyes I notice worry and pity. I don't want pity... "Why? You may ask..." I begin to tell my story.* **WARNING** This book includes self harm and suicidal thoughts, plus an eating disorder. Do not continue if sensitive towards either of those topics!All Rights Reserved
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