Prologue

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It's already six, I must go home. I just hanged out with my friends. Being in a normal school is so much fun and we will graduate tomorrow. I went to my locker to get my things and I heard some girls talking.

"Do you know that Evangelique girl, the heiress of the Darke Companies in.?" The girl asked. "We just hanged out!" She added.

Is she talking about me? I tried to approach them but my instincts said that I must listen.

"Yeah, I heard you got free gifts from her?" Another girl asked.

"Yeah, totally! We went shopping and she bought me some new branded clothes. I'm really glad I'm friends with her," the first girl said.

"Hey, that's bad!" The second girl said and they started laughing.

"What do she expect? She's the daughter of a rich family so we'll squeeze that fortune from her. Rich people should not be selfish," the first girl said.

I can't really see them because I'm hiding behind the lockers.

"Can you tell me how to be friends with her. I could really use some new clothes," the second girl said.

I can't listen any longer. Why do they do this while I'm just being friendly? Do they just want to take advantage to me? Lots of thoughts filled my mind. I just want to run, run from this horrible people.

I ran to the exit. Those girls saw me and called me. I saw a glimpse of their faces and remembered it so that I can take my revenge.

I just ran and ran. But I immediately stopped when I saw Dylan, the guy I'm dating flirting with a girl.

"Hey, want to be with me tonight?" he asked the girl.

"Dylan I want to but, what about Evangelique?" the girl asked.

"Ugh! She's such an old lady. Still don't want me to kiss her. IT'S JUST A KISS!" he said with total disgust.

"But still, she buys me stuff so, I'm okay with that," he said.

"Okay," she said and then, they started kissing.

EVEN HIM! I thought he was the one. But, he's just the same with the two girls. What if, everyone is just the same that they just want to take advantage to me. I'm crying too much.

I remember the words my parents said to me, "Some people are really good at heart, just want to be friends with you because they're comfortable around you. But most of them just want to be friends with you to take advantage of you. So, be careful choosing your friends at that school."

It's echoing in my head. They're right. I'm such a fool believing that when they show friendliness to me, they're instantly good.

My eyes were aching so bad. I just ran and ran without noticing infront of me and suddenly, "MISS, WATCH OUT!"

And then I realized, I'm in the darkness.




Author's note: Sorry if there are mistakes. >~<

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