Tilted Daisy

Tilted Daisy

  • WpView
    Reads 5
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 26, 2018
If you asked me why did Everest High School change, I would straight up lie to your face, but deep down inside I knew the truth. What's the truth? Her death changed everyone. Blue eyes. Brunette. Beautiful. Her kindness was so bizarre to everyone. She was stereotyped from the first day as the school's next pretty mean girl. Because everyone pretty must be mean, right? Well, in this case, not at all. She was loved for being so loving. Everyone was her friend. It was like she was a drug and they were all addicted. No one truly knew her though except for us: Madyson, Valeria, Hope, and I. And the truth is what no one at our school thought was possible: She deserved to die.
All Rights Reserved
#873
wealth
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The Girl I Used To Be
  • My Naughty Lover ✔️
  • REMINISCENCE
  • The colors of my life
  • Tell Me Pretty Lies
  • Highschool Heat
  • Luna
  • The Bet
  • The Dare That Ruined My Life

Book 1 of the "Used to Be" Series Scarlett Fisher: the school's resident mean girl. Beautiful, smart (but doesn't let people know), charismatic, confident (or at least that's what everyone thinks.) The truth is, she's scared, Scared that one day people will see past her smile and charm, and see the person she really is on the inside. Scared that someone will remember who she used to be. ~•~ Now I know I seem like a bitch, and your probably thinking I'm your stereotypical mean girl, but I wasn't always like this, back when high school first started. I had a best friend who I thought I would be friends with forever. I was shy and timid, and I was foolish enough to believe what people told me. Back then everyone knew me as Arora. After the incident I decided to stop going by my first name, I had also learned that being mean, and not taking anything form anyone was the only way to get people to treat you with respect. ~•~ Arora Fisher: the girl most people didn't notice until they needed help with homework, the girl who was voted most likely to disappear and no one would notice. The girl who her believed in the good in others, who wanted to just give people a chance, no matter how many red flags. The girl who was lost to tragedy. ~•~ "We'll be broken together." He try's to smile, but he can't manage it and I nod, knowing how much pain he feels. "We'll be broken together." I whisper, after that we sit there, in an empty silence, neither of us wanting to be the first one to speak again, because it feels off, like the sound of our own voices might somehow break our hearts more.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines