It was September, and I just got back to school. Average days, average life. I was always the ' popular girl ' in my school. Sometimes it was sad to know that people would fear you, but other days you felt powerful. However, sometimes people didn't get the memo. Sometimes people still harassed you. Sometimes they'd threaten you...
What do I do to that? Run? Cower? No. If they try to hurt me or my mates, they get the same back to them. No one deserves to gossip about us, especially lies. This girl in my class last year ( freshman ) started a nasty gossip about my friend, Paula. They claimed she drew porn and used her art over some crudely drawn porn. Let's just say that she changed schools because we revealed something about her. Paula has ever since been known as ' the porn artist '. That pisses me off because its a lie, but thats not my point. My point is, mess with me or my friends, then you usually don't have a good day. Until I let them mess with me.
I've not been a nice person. That might make some regrets. It surely did.