She had everything, she was perfect. She had sparkling blue eyes and natural bright black waves. Not to mention an hourglass figure and everything she ever wanted. She was Queen beautiful, Queen perfect.... and Queen Bee. Her name was Sabrina Chandler. My name is Heather Faye. I hated her, because she was perfect. I was jealous of her, because she was flawless and breathtakingly beautiful. But I was also her best friend. I was her most trusted friend, her shoulder to lean on when hurt. But I wanted to become her. My version of her. Gorgeous, perfect, flawless. And I was determined to become what she is, with no regrets.

Short stories inspired by different songs.