The leaves hadn't even turned brown before the first suicide of the year.
At St. Briar's University, the stakes are so high that at least one suicide is expected. In a world full of privilege and royalty, poison and snakes, students are expected to...
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my life's just a faded memory of what i can't have
and everything around me is starting to fade into black
but black and white is so much better
im learning how to hide my colors
you shouldve been more gentle with me
(madison beer).
>>>
gianna
If my body is made of steel, my heart is made of glass.
I look impenetrable from the outside, but on the inside I am weaker than I would ever care to admit.
Looking at my vanity mirror in a dark, black room, the only light source is the bulbs on the mirror itself- I can see I look hot and powerful and sexy.
But I am not.
Inside I am a cowering little girl.
Hopeless.
Lost.
Beauty is pain my dear, and it's about time you learned that.
But I sure do look powerful. My hair falls down my shoulders and arms like curtains of flames, my lips stained by blood. My eyes are dark and my lashes long, my cheekbones razor sharp. The red outfit I wear makes me look like I am the queen of hell-
And perhaps I am.
Or I could be.
"Your makeup is smudged," Tara appears in the mirror, her arms crossed.
I roll my eyes. "I think it's kind of ridic that you and your ghost bestie have been conspiring against me."
Tara scoffs, pressing a hand to her heart. "Whatever do you mean?"
I slam down a tube of lipstick, the other contents on the dresser quaking.
"'If you kill someone their IQ transfers to you'?" I quote, "Look, I know about Abigail. I know she's been taking over my body, which, if I might add, is taking jealousy to a whole other level-not that I blame her, of course-and I thought, hmm," I tap my chin thoughtfully. "If she was possessing me then maybe she was the one killing those people and that's why I can't remember ever doing it. And then I remembered your 'word of advice' so I thought, it must be me killing all these people, right? To gain their IQ? But it just dawned on me-"
