She was always on the outside. I'd see her, from the inside of course. Me and my friends, we were the "inside" you could say. We were popular, we were beautiful, we were the ones that all the boys wanted and all the girls wanted to be. She was the outsider, the loner, the one with no friends that everyone made fun of for no reason and ignored unless forced to acknowledge her presence. Nobody expected what she was hiding, and nobody thought that I was invloved...All Rights Reserved