Ch. 1: A is for Arrogance
Arrogance - noun - an insulting way of thinking or behaving that comes from believing that you are better, smarter, or more important than other people
Dear Diary,
You know what they say, people always get what they deserve. And sooner or later, those girls are going to get what they deserve. I'll make sure of it. You may be wondering who exactly I am referring to when I say "those girls." I mean Alison DiLaurentis, the most popular and horrible girl in school and her little clique. First, there's Spencer: the most annoying little perfectionist I know. Hanna, who stuffs her feelings with pie. Emily looks sweet, but she is really a prodding worm. And Aria, oh I could go on for hours. The point is I hate these girls. Always have. Always will. They have made my life a nightmare ever since their little clique formed, and I vow to do the same to them someday. At night, they only thing I pray for is that those girls will get what they deserve. That karma will come back to bite them. I fantasize about revenge, planning each and every one of their murders in unique ways. I'd give Ali a killer perfume, bludgeon Spencer, kill Hanna with a piggy cupcake, drown Emily and stab Aria with one of her fork-like earrings. I write all of my murder plans down in this diary; a journal that I have kept under lock and key. In my spare time, I like to brainstorm ways to make them squirm. I have a whole list of things that I wish I could do to them if I got the chance. I have also spent hours and hours researching these girls. I know about every single detail of their lives: big or small. My minions and I follow them around town, around Rosewood, writing in our diaries every single thing they do, every move they make. And some of the things that I know they've done are terrible, wretched things that could bring the police running before Ali D could even muster, "Scram!" But, I don't tell. I don't tell because I'm saving up their secrets for something big. And I could kill them, too. But I don't. Because what I want even more than to see them dead, is to torture them, the way they torture me every day. Some may call me crazy, but I'm not a lunatic. I'm just doing what any sane person would do in my place. Who doesn't plot elaborate murders down to the detail? I, for one, have done it all my life. And I do believe it's a very interesting stress relief technique. I have found myself doing it more and more often now that Alison's torture has escalated. But I know I will never be able to stand up to her face. I have to come up with another way. I will come up with another way.
Sincerely,
Mona