Prologue
I danced. Oh, how I danced. I spun and twirled, making myself dizzy. I thought maybe, just maybe, if I spun fast enough, I would reverse time. I could go back and change what had happened.
I regretted it all. Every minute I spent at this school, I regretted it. So many things would be different if I had just stayed away, if I had just listened to what people were saying.
Instead of reversing time, I fell. I toppled to the ground, and I lay there for a moment, silent and motionless. Then it hit me.
I wasn't distracted. I felt the numbness fade away. Now that I wasn't numb, I felt the pain. All of it came rushing back. Too many things were my fault. I had caused so much pain, not only to myself, but also to others.
How could I have done this? I asked myself. Why did I always have to be number one?
Now read carefully. For this is my story, and however complicated, however twisted, it is mine. And I am only sharing it with you.
