The masked girl

Chapter 1

There she goes again, laughing at Dezaria because god forbid she comes to school in a mask everyday.

Dezaria minded her own, always kept to herself, you know—the basics. Kiyana, however, was what you would call 'popular.' Except, she wasn't really. Only thought she was, but the truth was...

Every single one of her friends talked shit about her and used her.

You could almost feel bad for her.

Keyword: Almost

No matter how hard Dezaria would try, it just didn't come. She could only despise Kiyana, want her dead. Hell, Dezaria thought about taking matters into her own hands one day when she was struggling.

Kiyana had stolen her great grandmother's ring out of Dezaria's bag and she even lost it.

Dezaria was just about ready to push her down the stairs to hear that satisfying yet sickening crack when Kiyana's neck would snap after making contact with the stairs.

But, Dezaria knew better...most of the time.

Kiyana had also just found it in her bag, and didn't hide that fact very well, so Dezaria had gotten it back after a small tussle to grab it from Kiyana's stubby hands.

She was an alright looking girl. Her eyes were the color of a granny smith apple, though she was always wearing bright blue colored contacts—which didn't compliment any part of her. She had warm ivory skin and a semi-slim figure. She was thin in the right places—according to her—and thick in the best—also according to her.

In reality, it was the opposite, but she still looked alright.

She was never the most fit, always had a jiggle in her thighs, but she never said much about it and always wore clothes that didn't fit to make her seem skinnier—which did not help the way she wanted.

Her hair was pin straight and bleached all the way to platinum blonde, and if you know what that looks like on warm ivory skin...i feel bad for you. She always tried to add. Volume to her hair by curling it, or even going to the salon and getting layers, but it just never quite worked.

So, as Said before, she wasn't the worst looking—but not the best.

Dezaria had only just walked out of home room when, surprise surprise, here comes kiyana and her crew.

"Hey masked girl! How're you, still bummed about having no friends to talk to?" Masked girl, unoriginal, but what do you expect from an attention seeking bimbo who cant learn that she's not liked?

Dezaria ignored the girl, pushing past the 2 others that blocked her way with ease. They were both lower class man, freshman, and were relatively small so It wasn't too hard.

Kiyana scoffed "you aren't even gonna answer? Wow, how rude"

Dezaria, again, ignored the high pitched voice of Kiayna's annoyance. She just wanted to get the day over with.

SOOO...Thats it for the first chapter, not much ik. I dont know much abt highschool anything so...im gonan pretend/use other people's experiences....and if anythings weird just tell me. Thxxx, byeeee