Why I hate and take it out on anyone that loves me is the same reason I lock away my heart so tight… So long King High.

I admitted the smoldering ember of Ashley’s crash and burn that still burned me. “Officially, I knew I was no longer the best friend. I was just the oldest friend who got old.”

I guess people do anything to keep someone they love close

The secret that was a shared pained experience among a few of my peers that I only discovered a year later through my formed relationships was that many people that had fallen under the hypnotic spell of her. There were many people in love with Ashley Davies back then, and I was no different.

More or less I can be attributed the queen of indifference being able to say, without prejudice, to anyone that my thoughts on things do need to be shared. All things concerning Ashley are just understood have always kept myself a simple creature.

Sounded sublimely sordid and not at all normal, but what in my life is anymore?

‘What can you tell me about the cheerleader?’ Spencer Carlin was smiling… This was going to be too easy.

That meant that we were both so screwed and I think it was safe to think that the axe dropped but I did not realize that two heads would roll.

I can only wish myself good luck for that. I had a better chance of making my twisted fantasies with Ashley happen.

Like all long winding paths to the gutter there is a beginning.

Departed in the sense that her wits had left her completely. She was one of those grim looking young ladies that you just knew had an attitude problem that would never be adjusted.

“You are asking the wrong person. I don’t know them, and I doubt I ever will.”

Right now we have the right to remain silent.

It was funny because we did not get far. Call it a six-person pile up as when all of us reached the door we all ran into a solid figure

I looked at Chelsea still shaky and ask her, “We are in so much trouble, aren’t we?”

I think you had to become an alcoholic or addict just to survive high school.

I realized that no matter what I did, I would never be noticed. At least not by the one person I wanted to. I was just one of the pack. Not original. Pure vanilla.