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Continúa, Has publicado nov 18, 2016
She came back, but not as the happy girl they used to know, but as a bad girl. She didn't let anyone even stare at her. Only her family knew the real her now.

Chris Torres was the type of girl to be full of life, she cared for everyone even if they didn't care about her. One day when Vincent, one of her closest friends and crush since the 8th grade betrayed her she decided she was done and went to live far away from HIM she went to a new school, met wrong people and made wrong choices she was now the Gangleader of the Black Bloods and that was her happiness now.
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But there was something about Charlotte. She wasn't like the most prettiest girl in the world, but anyone with heart could tell that she had a beautiful heart. A heart that could easily be broken. A heart that needed to be protected. -- Her parents dead. Everything she ever cared for, gone. She lives on the streets, shelter filled with people who want revenge. She's dangerous. Dangerous to even look at. She finds herself registering at a high-school. Broke, orphaned and lost. She's in trouble and she can't hide forever. High school seems like the most perfect place to hide. When the last shard of her past supposedly dies, there's no one to turn to. When she finds herself in captivity from someone she pissed off, she is saved by her tutor, Peter. Coincidentally, he has a similar past to hers. Together, they detangle themselves from the mess they are entangled in. Twists and turns strangle their necks, making it harder and harder to breathe. Life falls, and death rises. Holding onto that last shred of hope can be dangerous. When one of them is lost forever, the other mourns loudly but is unheard. But nothing will ever be enough.