Confessions of an angry girl.
I was always a loner. Lots of secrets. But you'll never guess my biggest one.
Chapter one
There she was right there, ever part of me wanted to start punching her, but that won't do the worst damage. I'm a sly person. She won't be able to tell on me, if I do this right.
She glanced over at me. I looked back at her. She was about to look away when a came to her.
"Are you looking at something?" She was smaller than me, looked just like me. She stole the small neglected amount of attention that I had. Now she does everything better than me, gets my attention, the friends I never had, know she'd pay for it. We both had dark brown hair. Mine was darker, like my attitude, I want her scared of me.
"I-I "she stuttered, her face was rounder than mine, which was the only thing saving her right now.
"You got a problem, tiny?" I grinned evilly. "I'd keep it to yourself if I was you." I backed away from her and left, snarling like a lone wolf. I stayed after school for a little while today just to scare her. My plan was to make her wish she was tall like me. I personally wish I was her size. Everyone had thought she was so cute; she was 13 like the rest of us, but better than me. I wanted her to feel like me, wanting the impossible to be tall, to be like me, just as I wanted to be her.
I didn't go home. Why would I? After dad died and my mother remarried a total dirty rich butthead, you had to wait till after dark to see me home.
So I went where I always went, after school.