After the school ceremony, Crystal Landon found herself surrounded by the bothersome sugar-coated bombardment. Every morning she arrived to find her seat piled high with various foods, at least ten different kinds of breakfast, along with a heap of snacks, flowers, love letters, and the most terrifying of all, dolls.
Did she really look like she matched well with dolls?
Although she appeared rather delicate on the outside, this was all a facade, a facade! The real her was the racing goddess of Clear Creek Bay, who played with cars, guns, and bombs! Especially since recently, an uncle had invited a friend to start teaching her to dismantle bombs and landmines. Crystal Landon wanted to tell these adorable classmates, the prettier a woman, the better she is at lying!
