Actually, I just want things out in the open because the real confrontation happens when someone who thought you liked them finds out what you really thought.
Why live
like a princess when you can
live like
you?
Even if it was there all along.
And when time slows and suddenly every moment counts,
all you want is for this time to last forever.
xoxo gossip girl
Hold on because you didn't come this far to give up and walk away.
Hold on becaue you know you're stronger.
Hold on because you owe yourself that much.
xoxo gossip girl
Angels Hide Demons
Chapter 2
"He's an idiot."
"A cute idiot," I shrugged. "Plus, he's my friend."
"For now! I heard he's trying out for the basketball team next year. Maybe I could get Jake to-"
"Scarlett," we both groaned.
"Jake barely knows you," I finished. "Enough about him." My boy-crazy friend pouted while Liberty steered the conversation back onto the main road. Between the three of us, about half a pack of Oreos was gone.
"When did you start liking Brayden?"
"I don't really know. Couple months ago, maybe."
"Studies show that a traditionally concieved 'crush' can only last three months, tops. Hurry up and snag him before it's over." Of all the random scientific facts that Liberty throws out there, this one was actually kind of useful. Kind of. The more important thing was to "snag" him before Alaia did, or this could be dangerous for him- and possibly me. Of course, my friends didn't need to know that.
"So, I've got a question for you, Ro," Liberty continued. "Whenever I mention Alaia, people always seem to point me back to you. Do you know her?"
"I, uh... we used to hang out. Actually, we were pretty close friends for about 2 years."
"When did that end?" Ugh, not this. Anything but this. I blocked out the flashbacks and gave them my usual made-up schpeel.
"Well, she hacked my Facebook, Twitter, all that. Posted some really embarassing stuff; wrote rude messages to my other friends. I almost lost a few people over it." A few people. Try everyone, myself, my life.
They didn't have much to say after that, thankfully. We played some video games; looked at funny videos online, then went to bed. I wish I had known to prepare myself for Monday.
Angels
Hide Demons
Prologue
She's beautiful. She's popular. She's smart.
She's funny. She's... perfect. Alaia seems to be just
what all the guys want. Or, at least, what they think they want.
My name is Rowan, and clearly I'm the only one paying enough
attention to know that Alaia isn't who she
says she is.
We were best friends. We helped each other
plan our weddings, our funerals, heck, we even divised a few
brilliant-yet-sneaky plans to meet our favorite celebrities. We
worked together on school projects. We shared gossip, clothes,
music, and everyone thought we were a perfect team. What
happened? No, it wasn't an argument over something stupid,
like shoes, a boy, or a Facebook post. It had nothing to do with
popularity. Exactly one year from today, Alaia Jordyn Garner
tried to kill me. And I know exactly who she'll go after
next...
When there are
more important things waiting to be shared like:
Cookies and Skittles and Nutella.
But the fact that I got used to it, doesn't mean that it doesn't hunt me down or that I don't care.
It's just that you can tell me whatever you want, you'll gossip about me at some point anyway.
Miss me? Don't lie. I know you did. But don't worry, I missed you too...that's why I'm back obviously. When I left there was no drama. How boring right? So there better be some girls clawing their way to the top. Or better yet, some girls fighting to keep them down. I'll be here...waiting.
You know you love me,
If anyone has any gossip comment on my profile. I'll be sure to delete them after I get them.
