Chapter Fifteen

Arianna
was one of those plastic-brained, moral-loving, sickening ‘perfect’, irritating
little stereotypes that a place like Bridgeway High School was teeming with.
They infested it like maggots squirming in a rotting piece of bread. They
scored A++ in every test, exam and project. They were rich (though Malory’s
family’s wealth hadn’t made her any more popular) they have that blonde-hair
blue-eyes combination that fairytales seem so fond of. They’re those ones that
can make you feel like the best person in the world but destroy you with just a
glance.

Arianna,
like Luella, could be very stupid as well, but wouldn’t do anything like
smoking that might count against her in the perfect-family-relationship sickener.

Something
like a cute dog might do it though…

The End

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