Prologue: Karma's a Beyotch

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"And this year's homecoming queens is Angel Ives".

Miss Hott sticks the combs on the ends of the tiara deep into Angel's scalp, making her wince; either that or standing so close to Rand is actually causing her physical pain.

"Okay, congratulations to our royal couple. Tonight is the bonfire, so everyone dress warmly." The final bell cuts of Miss Hott, and the entire student body erupts into screams and rushes out the door.

Angel spins her heels and rushes toward me. She gets right into my face and starts yelling at me. "I'm going to destroy you. " She's so close I can feel her spit landing on my perfectly applied MAC makeup.

"Say it, don't spray it, phsyco. " I hope back, hoping to avoid anymore of her germ-filled spit spray. She turns and runs into the sea of students pilling out of the gym.

"Angel, my ass. More like Demon Spawn. "

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