So I figured out how to write an author's note. Sigh, my cluelessness. Anyways I will continue this if you guys like it, but I need ideas. Without further ado, here is the first chapter. Enjoy!
There she sat in all her glory. Perfect hair. Perfect makeup. Perfect clothes. That's all she was; perfect! She looked like she had just walked out of a "Seventeen" magazine, with her pin-straight blonde hair, body hugging rose crop top and skin-tight blue jeans. Her five inch ebony platform heels allowed her to tower over the other students; like she was the queen and they were the peasants. Her crystal blue eyes glimmered in the sunlight, while her ruby red lips captured everyone's attention. Her posse of five crowded around her, while she told yet another "riveting" story about ruining some poor girl's life. The worst part: I used to be part of that posse, and the poor girl's life she ruined, well I'm the girl. I'm Joy Mercer, and this is my story.
Well if you couldn't tell, the 'perfect' girl was Amber. I thought it would fit because of how Amber and Joy hated each other in season 2. So should I continue it? I hope you liked it! Also, I'd love to see what you think in a review! Bye!
-LiveLoveBreatheSing