Online Burn Book.

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I knew she was lying. Her side smile and loud laugh hid it all. She had a way of making everything seem like she was always in the right. Her looks strike you and you know you've done something wrong. She had a way of getting under everyone's skin, and once she was there, it was difficult to get her out. She picked and picked until there was nothing left of your arm but a joke and she laughed it off and continues with some else's. They all fail to realize what she's doing to them. They're blinded by the twinkle in her vampire fangs.

But still when I knew what she said wasn't true, I failed to act on it. She walked down the hall like she owned it, dusting off the peasants that didn't matter to her. Sometimes that was me. Saying her name as she looked at her best friend and laughed while looking at a piece of paper with Spanish grades. She didn't seem to care as they sped up and laughed harder. Are they making fun of me? Probably.

Which is why I should've known from the beginning. That when she whispered to me, her eyes making the shape of chocolate covered almonds, she lied. They didn't say those things, they couldn't. They were my friends. But her best friend nodding along to all she said and popping in with yeahs every once in awhile made it seem like she spoke the truth. Like she wasn't making things up to get attention for a bit. She's like a deep end that you keep falling into. It's right in front of you, you see it, but because it's covered with leaves you walk right into it once again only to struggle to get out and do it over. And so I believed her when she told me that all my friends were liars and talked behind my back.

How could I do that to myself?

- A