Oh, What a smile can hide...
There she goes, skipping down the halls without a care in the world. The bright white smile… sharp blue eyes. Brittney is a special person, no one has ever seen her break down or with a frown upon her face. For me however it's a day to day thing.
"Hi Santana!" She says to me sitting with a light plop next to me. She eats her fries occasionally playing with one. "Oh no! I'm on my period," she would yell before taking the whole fry in her mouth.
The end of the school day came around and I slowly walked home and played the fray over on my computer, questioning why I live. I have no point, everybody hates me, even my own parents. Once again I cry myself to sleep, not being able to pull the trigger.
I woke with great effort the next day, tossed on my cheerios uniform and drove myself to school. I sat in geometry waiting for the peppy blonde to make her appearance. Second hour made it's turn and Brittney has yet to show her face. Was she sick?
I decided to skip the last half of the school day and went to Brittney's house. I knocked on the door with no answer. I went ahead and walk to the blonde's room. Slowly I peeked my head in the door. I fell to the floor and looked up at the hanging corpse… wasn't she that girl skipping down the halls?