Killer Queen

This is the introduction. I'm gonna write chapter one soon and edit the whole layout and stuff. This is my first story so no hate if it's bad ok?

Look I don't mean to brag or anything but I guess I'll just have to start out by saying that I'm the IT Girl. Well, I was the IT Girl. You know, that one girl that all the boys wanted and all the girl wanted to be. That one girl that got hate and jealousy from girls whose boyfriends wanted me more than themselves. Yeah well I used to be that girl. That is at my old school I was that girl. At my old private boarding school with uniforms and dorms and everything. Looked like Hogwarts a bit, to be honest. Anyway, I'd gone to Darian Academy for Girls all my life, ever since JK. It was the best school in the whole state of Maine (I was from a small town in Connecticut) and my parents had been sending me and my older sister there since Elise was six and I was four. The neighboring boys' school, Devon Institute, was the school Darian shared Prom, Homecoming and all the other dances and events with. They also had a JK through to grade twelve program though most of the boys came to Devon in grade six for some reason.

Now don't believe that shit in movies telling you that boarding schools are prisons run by evil nuns is real. Cuz it's not. Well at least it was better than where I ended up. Sure the teachers are stricter in borading schools than in public schools, and the people that go there are richer and snobbier than public school kids, but that doesn't mean anything really. The kids that go to Darian are pretty much normal, believe it or not. Ok, no I'm overexagerating here. We are most definitely not the same as people that actually walk to school and stuff. Fine whatever, I can't use 'we' anymore, since I got kicked out but -

Oh yeah, I remember, I got kicked out. But it's a long story, I don't think - Oh you got time? Whatever bitch, you're not interested in my life...Oh really? I seem like an amusing person? Ok then sure bitch, you can hear it. But don't walk out on me in the middle, got that?