The only thing i still like about her are her nails, perfect, long, of a cute pig pink. Just fucking Perfect. But after all, i think i can't be that jealous, in fact she gained at least three pounds, in fact I may not have her goddam nails, but c'mon, I'm smarter and prettier than her. Now, I know perfectly of what all of you are thinking: she is a bitch. It can looks like it, I have to admit it. But before judging me, you should go back a little in time, to see what happened with her, my ex best friend. And hell, if I've been learning something by all of is story is "choose well your friends, if you split then you're in trouble" and it's so true. Your best friends knows everything about you, but what if in the moment that you two start to hate each other, you both even decide to diss the other one, using their own secrets to destroy them?
That's pretty much what happened to us, I, Samantha Moore, swear that i'm going to tell you the truth, whatever it takes, of what happened when me and my best friend Ashley split up, giving rise to a ruthless war, between cheerleaders and high heels.
I have to say, it was quite entertaining.
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Project Revenge
Teen FictionPicture this, two best friends, Sam and Ashely, both blonde, a little coquettish begin to HATE eachother, and we all know what happen when you hurt the pride of a woman, you'll see lipsticks in the air used as nunchakus, probably a fake now broken n...
