Sorsha's P.O.V. ********************************** "Girl, your hair is looking crazy this morning," was the first thing out of my best friend, Olivia's mouth, when I opened the door. Liv has been my best friend all my life. We have the same attitude, but look nothing alike. Liv is pale, slim, and stands a lot more confident than I do. She has short blonde hair, bright hazel eyes, and a killer smile. And I have caramel-colored skin, I'm curvier, especially my hips, and I tend to shrink back when too much attention is on me. Mostly because of my hair. It's always been a mess. My short dark curls get all ratted together no matter how hard I try. I have light brown eyes that look unique with my skin tone. I've been told my smile brightens a room, but I think Dad was just saying that. I lo

