I smiled, as I looked outside my window. James lied next to me, and I was happy. No more Jeff, no more drama. I wanted to get my friends back, but how?? I remembered Bella's apartment number, and I saw on Instagram that Nora and Moira was there. I knocked on the door, and Moira answered it. She rolled her eyes, "what do you want?" I breathed in, "I'm here to see you, Nora," I paused for a second. "And Bella." Nora walked up behind Nora, and looked disgusted. Me being the nervous person I am, I fiddled with my bracelet. "Bella's not well, she won't talk to anyone." Nora said quietly, "come." She opened Bella's room, and lied there, was a pale Bella. She looked sick, but she wasn't! I know she wasn't. I gasped, and ran out the door to my room, knowing I may have caused something I didn't want. Maybe Bella was sick because of me, I don't know what I was thinking, but I called her. I called the one girl we hated, the one girl she despised, but the one girl who might talk some sense into her:
Anna.
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Chick-LitIn which three girls find out that revenge, truly IS the best medicine.
