Ivory had always been able to see 'them'. The ones that no one else can see. She's been kicked out of her last school for "acting out" when she's ran from class to the rooftop, prepared to jump. But it wasn't her. It was one of 'them' taking her by the wrist, pulling her. It's not like she can tell anyone about 'them...
[I apologize for how immature this book reads. I wrote this when I was like 14 and haven't fixed it since. Warning: cliche plots and unnecessary cursing ahead] Bethany Ford isn't your average, everyday teenager. At fifteen, she's already mastered more than 12 fighting styles, mastered the art of street-conning, and is...
