Most people in the world are butterflies, or at least like to think they are. There are only three types of people really. Moths, butterflies, and the unknown. The unknown are rare enough that you can't really say anything about them unless you are one. Moths are almost always considered bad. On the news, in the reports, on Tv in general. But then again, all that's run by butterflies. Emerson grew up a butterfly, or that's what her parents called her. She always knew she wasn't a butterfly, and was too ashamed to say it in the fear of being a moth but sometimes moths are more beautiful than butterflies, and Emerson was the most beautiful moth of all. If she could even be called Emerson anymore. (THIS IS A SEPARATE BOOK ONLY WRITTEN BY FRANKIE)