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Perfect, I think not. Chapter One, Secrets

Perfect, I think not. Chapter One, Secrets

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Best friends for a long time, known as the ultimate clique! Maggie Dunham is the meanest, girl in high school. Her and her girls pick relentlessly on who ever crosses their paths. Maggie's done some bad things, like killed some people.. you know the usual. It gets a little much for the clique, so when they break up. And Ella Reed goes missing, they fight for the underdog see who survives (:
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Forget the queen bee. Forget the new girl. I'm...neither. Let's say just someone who knows too much for her own good. People like me were usually typecast as background characters. Oh but would you look at that, now I'm the one telling the story! You already know how these things usually go. An elite school full of rich kids. One glorified clique that runs everything and in this academy, that's the Literature Club. Oh wait, don't let the name fool you. They haven't touched a novel in years, but they do write people off like it's a sport. Seven girls, all so perfect on paper yet rotten underneath. Everyone wanted to be them, or at least used to. Because this semester, they are the trending topic for all the wrong reasons. One by one, its members are dropping like flies. They say it was murder, while others would argue this was a ghost story. But you know what? Call it whatever helps you sleep at night. All I know is that someone remembers what they did. Someone hasn't forgiven. And someone might just be turning the page. So here I am, your local go-to for the latest hot tea. Nothing more than merely your correspondent for their downfall, watching an empire burn from the sidelines. Because revenge isn't just a dish best served cold. It's a story, and every story needs a killer ending. So keep your friends close, and the skeletons in your closet closer. Because trust me, darlings when I say that you wouldn't want to be them. 💋

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