Cleo was walking in the forest that was near her house, she looked at the only few colours she could see that were surrounding her.  Yep since it was a cloudy day like it usually was the only colours in sight were green, brown and grey.  

The air hung around her, it was humid in the forest, which kinda explained why her clothes were pretty much clinging to her skin.  Her brown hair was sticking to her face, just like how it would if she were sweating but she wasn't.

As she was walking around the forest she couldn't help but look at the clothes she was wearing.  she cringed heavily when she looked at her clothes, she just wearing a simple light blue t-shirt, which revealed her midriff, with the word "love" printed on it, with a pair of faded denim shorts and a pair of pale green converse.

The reason behind her heavy cringing was the fact that she hated what she was wearing, even though she had chosen to wear those clothes, she still hated them a lot.  It was because she keeping up an act.

Her act was to fool everyone into thinking that she was the complete opposite to her real self.  Her real self was dark, mean, tough, competitive, dirty (A/N intended in the sexual way), etc. etc you get the gist.  But what her fake self was like was nice, kind, caring, clean, fair, happy etc. etc you get the gist.

Her real self was starting to sink through her disguise but Cleo couldn't risk that now, for she was having the time of her life, sneaking, lurking (A/N whichever one you prefer) in the late hours of the night/ very early hours of the morning doing whatever the hell she wanted, it was her dream life, but the pretending was killing her.

A/N:

Hi, sorry if you feel that the chapter is kinda short but hey it's like 4 in the morning, so yeah that's probably why.  Anyway I hope you like it, don't forget to vote and comment, I would love to know what your thoughts of this book so far are.

Til Next Time Peeps

-Letty Alchin