For the last six months my life has been sliding out of control, but even in my worst dreams I’d never imagined that it could get this bad. My father’s a drunk. My boyfriend’s a selfish pig. And a week ago, my best friend committed suicide. To top it all off, I have to climb into some weird freakin’ suit every few hours to keep from looking like a reject from Dawn of the Dead. My name’s Candice Crowe. Welcome to my messed-up life. Candice Crowe’s just your average American teenager until the death of her mother and the stress of her best friend’s alleged suicide causes her previously dormant powers to surface. Telepathy. Telekinesis. Extreme strength and agility. Everything a girl could ask for, really. Gifts like these always come with a price, however, and for Candice it means she’s forced to wear a special suit every few hours to keep her skin from necrotizing from the inside out. Still, she’s determined not to let that put a damper on either her love life or her dreams of being a rockstar. But first, Candice intends to find out what happened to her best friend, Claire, and heaven help anyone who gets in her way.