Don't Mess With the Populars

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Don't Mess With The Populars

Hanna Marin came inside, her arms full of grocery bags. Her daughter, Ashley Marin, who was named in honor of Hanna's mom, strolled into the powder room. She looked at Hanna. "Bye!"
"Wait, where are you going?" Hanna asked.
"Out" Ashley answered.
"With who?" asked Hanna.
"Friends." Ashley turned around.
"You know, maybe you should try being friends with Troian," Hanna said casually.
Ashley narrowed her eyes. "Why?"
"Oh, just because." Hanna flicked some blonde hair over her shoulder.
"Troian is like a straight-A-student. And have you seen all those preppy outfits she wears? Yuck!"
"C'mon" Hanna coaxed. "Just try. Please?"
Ashley sighed, opened the door, and stepped out. The air was hot and humid. Ashley walked the five blocks to her friend, Jessica's house. She was the last to arrive. Tiffany and Gabby were already there.
"What took you so long?" Jessica asked, grabbing Ashley's hand, and squeezing.
"Jesus, Jess, I was only five minutes late," Ashley pouted, making her lips look bigger and fuller.
Suddenly, her phone let out a bleat. Ashley groaned. "It's probably my mom." She looked down, and saw she had a new friend request on Facebook. It was someone called "The Secret Slipper". She ignored it, and went back to her friends. It was probably someone who fake threatened people. But what Ashley didn't know, is that the person hiding behind this alias, is more evil and diabolic than she could ever imagine.

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