I sat in my bedroom staring at the words on my cell phone screen.
How hard is it to die?
It was from some girl named CateLubsCandy12.
Catee. I knew exactly who sent it.
From: KittyMuffins
To: CateLubsCandy12
Harder than you assume it to be.
My phone beeped again.
To: KittyMuffins
From: CateLubsCandy12
Well, everyones waiting. Its bound to happen anyway.
I was about to cry. Hunter couldn't be one of the ones waiting, could he? It was all so surreal!
From: KittyMuffins
To: CateLubsCandy12
You're a heartless bitch, and you can't stand the fact that you're popular from fear, not adoration.
I stared at the words I just sent. I hope she gets it.
To: KittyMuffins
From: CateLubsCandy12
Fear from becoming a nobody? Or losing their popularity? Take your pick.
She didn't.
From: KittyMuffins
To: CateLubsCandy12
Fear from you ruining their lives, and making them miserable.
I couldn't believe how utterly and disgustingly STUPID she was being.
To: KittyMuffins
From: CateLubsCandy12
I don't think so. It's fear from losing their one and only chance to be a somebody, and losing their love life to someone who deserves it MORE. It's high school, Ariana, you have to get over your LIFE.
CateLubsCandy12 has left the conversation.
I couldn't move, or speak. She didn't deserve it more, she couldn't have! Its so unfair being in high school.
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Princess of the Nothings
Teen FictionI used to be popular. Well, maybe not. But I had friends. That was before the dance. At the dance Catee humiliated me by pouring a bowl of punch over my head. Ruining my dress. And my dignity. And worst of all, my chance of EVER having friends (OR A...
