Queen of Hell

by FreedomRiot

Everyone has heard of the Headmaster. He is one of the worst villains in Detroit, Michigan. But even the Headmaster has to answer to somebody, and that somebody is blind little runt with a vocabulary vulgar enough to shock a sailor and a temper that would send a serial killer crying for his mommy. She is not A bitch; she is THE bitch, and that's Queen Bitch to you losers.

I hate you. I've never met you before, never even heard your lousy, stinking name, but I really, really, really hate your guts. Don't take it personally. I mean, it's not like you're special or something. I hate everyone else too. Besides, if you give me five minutes, you'll hate me too.

My name is Amethyst Masterson. Yeah, you heard me right: Masterson. As in the filthy stinking rich family from Detroit, Michigan that prides itself on a lineage of fat, stupid assholes that organized shipping between companies of other fat, stupid assholes. Where do I figure into the picture?

Go ahead and think back to the last picture of my family that showed up in the news.

The nearly bald man is my father.

The pudgy woman wearing way too much makeup? My mom. She always reeks of the stuff.

The tall skinny teenager in a designer labcoat is my brother, Henry. He's...got some issues.

Now look at the girl. The one that looks like a princess? The absolutely stunning beauty lavishly decorated with silk and sparkles? Nope, still not me.

You're looking in the wrong place, dumbass. Look at the other girl. Yeah, the one standing five feet away from everyone else, with her face turned in some random direction. The one whose clothes are so mismatched a clown would rather die than wear the outfit. The one with the blank, moronic expression on her face. That's me.

What, you think I'm stupid? Well, fuck you! I'm blind.

I told you I could make you hate me, fucktard. Welcome to my fucking life.