It's Just a Lie.
It's not like I killed somebody or something. It's just a lie so that this who thing doesn't blow up in my face. To you I may just seem like a normal dancer living a dramatic teenage girl life. With every up and down. But if you look into my past it holds something that you couldn't even think of.
I'm scared of what people will think if they ever find out.
I'm scared of everything it can do to make me look horrible.
I'm not ready to tell, but somebody is.
They're following me.
*This is a Next Step fan fiction with a Pretty Little Liars spin to it, and as for the cover it will be for who is the main target*