Being second in command is a hard job. Looking amazing (but just a little less amazing than the Tiffany the current queen), swallowing your pride when belittled, and making fun of everyone beneath your standard group even when they are probably cool and you'd probably hang out with them if you weren't such a pansy about losing your 2nd place pedestal. But when I kill the Queen it's up to me how the court works. Right?

"Don't be silly," I said with a wry smile stretched over my lips. "I'm not in love with him." I let out a small huff of air - something half on it's way to becoming a laugh, even though the last thing I felt right then was happy. "I'm in love all on my own." * * * Falling in love is meant to be beautiful. It's meant to be pure and simple and all things wonderful. Or at least that's the picture that Disney painted. Sure they had to battle it out and defeat some evil, but in the end they all got their happily ever after's. To be honest I kind of really hated Disney. Disney told the stories of the prince falling in love with the poor abused girl, and the tale of the beauty who fell in love with the beast, but they never told the one about the unrequited love. They never took in account the girl who stood pathetically in the background watching forlornly as their prince charming walked hand in hand with someone else. To make it worse? I wasn't even the victim here. I was the bad guy. Because I didn't just fall in love with a guy that was with someone else, I fell in love with the guy that was with my best friend. My name's Taylor Lucas, but you can call me ... well you might as well call me two faced bitch. And this isn't my love story. **EDIT** sooo this story got way more popular than i thought it ever would. And that's amazing but it also means that as of April 2020 i no longer have time to read every comment people leave on here. If u have any questions that u really want answered you'll have to @ me in the comment for me to see it. Or send me a dm. Thank you all for your support it means so much to me

Bribed by her stubborn and terribly conceited self, Imani Ane agrees to be the personal maid of a creep whose family's a little too perfect. To the undeniably humble Ane, all's generally fine as she struts about the wealthy Campbell's residence and tends to its needy, frustratingly beautiful twig of a Master, but such mercy's bound to not last long── love is in the air with little to no patience, and so are the demons hiding in plain sight, always ready to pounce on any soul that disturbs them, even if they're Ane's own. Prepare yourselves for a wild, unforgettable mash-up of humor, psycho-thrill, and drama. © 2019-2021 Indigo Ivy Salamander / @indigosa All Rights Reserved ----- Featured in the 2022 @Wattpad Community Curator List for Hispanic and Latin American Heritage Month. Also featured as a 2020 Hidden Gem by Wattpad HQ's @WattpadExplorer. **This story contains mature content, including but not limited to graphic depictions of violence, and self-harm themes, as significant elements of its plot. It involves abuse, bullying, and neglect. I do not promote nor encourage any of the aforementioned. My characters' actions, thoughts, and values are not reflective of my own. Reader discretion is advised.** This story is a rough draft. Feel free to provide constructive feedback!