(Diana's P.O.V)
Summerfield was one of the best colleges in the world, and I am a student there. All of the effort I put into this college, every bit of sweat and hard effort has helped me reach this goal. And I couldn't have been more depressed.
It all started on a Monday. No one likes Mondays. After a joyous weekend with less stress and extravagant outdoor breezes, we have to go back to school. Oh I'm sorry, I mean hell. The worst part of it all was having to deal with Taylor. Taylor was the school slut. That Monday i remember exactly what she looked like. Her red mini-skirt barely covered her ass. Fishnet leggings covered her freshly waxed legs. Her expensive white crochet halter top made her cleavage pop out. Her newly done hair waved over her shoulders as she strutted down the hallway. Every douch guy's eyes on her as she walked past them. Taylor had slept with practically every guy in the school, including some of the nerds. Everyone knows that her father is the Dean of Sumerfield, she had to be accepted. Her grades were always either below average or barely hanging on to a C.
