What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

Sara, a spoiled sixteen year old average brat is one of the most well-known people in school. She has the perfect hair, the perfect eyes, the perfect reputation and grades. But she’s also well known for her harsh cold exterior and being a total suck up to a girl named Emily. But what happens when one day Sara gets a little nice and as a punishment has to accept a not so innocent demand from Emily? What happens when Sara’s life becomes a bit more screwed up than everyone else so thought? What happens when Ms. Perfect never was so perfect to start with?