It's funny.
You
Never
Know
How
People
Act
When
No
One's
Watching.
It's funny.
Laying in my over-priced bed, in my over-priced pajama's, in my over-priced house, you would never think that I am one of the loneliest people alive. Loaded parents, Loaded friends, nice clothes, pretty face.
Pretty face.
That's
All
They
See
When
They
Look
At
Me.
No one dares look past my perfect façade. Maybe if they actually looked they could see the not-so-hidden pain behind my eyes. My friends would never understand. Neither would my perfectionist parents. I go through life in a zombie-like state of oblivion.
Wakeup
School
Home
Eat
Sleep.
My gold card, ever present in my purse, buys whatever my heart desires. But what if my heart wants something more? Something more substantial than expensive perfume.
Something like... love?
No. That's the one thing that I am denied.
At school, I am on the top Rung of the social ladder. Queen of the anthill, if you will. As I see it, I am a fair and judicious ruler. I am not mean. No, not me, my minions are mean enough so that I don't have to be. I am just a pretty face, looking down upon them, as far as they are concerned.
The school is my chess board.
I am the queen, and my boyfriend, Brent, is the king. My two best friends, Brittany and Glory, are the bishops. They are my voice, and pass the orders down. My knights are all the popular boys in the school, along with a few computer geeks. They are the muscle of my kingdom. My rooks, five semi-popular girls are the rumor starters. Anyone who thinks they can surpass me are ruined by these girls. Everyone else, as far as I am concerned, is a pawn.