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"You think you're different to me, don't you?" I tilt my head, staring at each other's lips.
Without breaking eye contact, he slowly stands, making him in control with the advantage in height. I'm the one looking up at him now.
"And you...
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When we were fifteen, newly freshmen girls at this private high school, Kate, Evelyn and I had a sleepover. And what do fifteen year old girls do at sleepovers? They gossip.
After a lot of thinking and reflecting, I realized I knew a lot about Kate. I had enough to do some damage. We attended a private school, this was a school where only rich parents sent their kids because it was an elite. But that was rarely the case.
I mean Kate is a clear example that they just let anybody in.
I had a lot of time to plan this sabotage, I mean thanks to Kate, I had a sprained ankle and due to doctors orders, I had to stay off of it for at least two days meaning I had to stay home from school. Not only did it look bad on my attendance record but it also took time away from being able to be in class.
So I've been alternating between my couch and my bedroom. With Nonna being here, it's made my stay a lot more comforting. If she weren't here I would have been home alone bored out of my mind.
Luckily Nonna was a brilliant woman, she was also wise and kind hearted. So I gave her a hypothetical question which was actually a reflection of my personal life and she was the one to bring up the memories of my younger teenage years. I couldn't tell her my real intentions of my plan without her possibly trying to talk me out of it.
I was going to ruin Kate one way of another, no matter what. It was happening.
I remember we had the sleepover at Kates house, she invited Evelyn and Jean too but only Evelyn could stay the night. I remember thinking how Kate's house wasn't as big or as luxurious as mine.
Evelyn had mentioned something about her house looking like one of the houses she'd seen when her father took her to show her how the unfortunate people lived on the other side of town and that's what made her become grateful of what she had.
Her house was a one bedroom home and although it was just one apartment, her house looked small on the inside too. Kate's room was in the basement, it was spacious enough and she had decorated it like her own Pinterest board.
We spoke about a lot of things that night, that was the second time we had ever smoked together too. When the night arrived, we went upstairs to her tiny living room to watch a horror movie on her tv. Something I hadn't realized and put together until now was what we had witnessed right after that.
Kate's mom, who was a single mother barged in with a man. They had been making out and before noticing us she let out a moan. Kate yelled and when the two of them finally noticed three teenage girls here, I saw who the man Ms. Prichard had been kissing.
