Edited, yay.
Sometimes you have to be a bitch to get things done.
- Madonna
Chapter One
Joy's POV
I walked downstairs, the living room was in pure havoc. Amber was balling her eyes out, as Nina tried to do her best to comfort her. Mara was also crying, but much quieter, and was being comforted by Jerome; despite her being in a relationship with Mick.
Patricia also had her head down, seeming to be just as sad. Eddie sat next to her, but seemed oblivious to her emotions. I swear, sometimes Eddie is so clueless. At this moment, he should be comforting her.
What was going on anyways?
"What's going on?" I questioned softly, glancing at the group. A few people gazed at me, but for a while, nobody responded to me.
"Skylar, Fabian's sister, she just got into a car accident." Patricia mumbled, her voice nearly cracking at the end. Eddie then finally put his arms around her, bring her on to his lap, comforting her. I smiled slightly; 'Peddie' had always been my favorite couple of the house.
Fabian hardly mentioned his family, but I knew who Skylar was. He talked about her now and then, but I never got to meet her.
That explained why Fabian was missing from the living room.
This would be the most perfect time to get him to realize that, hey, I'm obviously the better match for him. As long as Skylar wasn't dead or anything, I could easily create a plan, and bam! I finally get my Fabes back. And while I'm at it, maybe I could turn everyone else against that brat. She didn't deserve all the attention that I rightfully deserved.
"We're waiting for a call from Fabian; he should be there by now." Nina responded quietly. They must have all been waiting for the call; but who told them about this anyways? Why didn't I know? That made me a bit upset; I was always the last to know about everything.
I sat down on the couch, and stay quiet. I wasn't going to say anything now, it was definitely not the time to start something. I would just be ignored, and that would be pointless.
Nina's phone rang, tossing me right out of my daydream. I groaned softly, before peering over at her. She shared a glance with me before picking it up; everyone was watching her. But instead of placing the phone by her ear, she set it on the table, setting it to speakerphone. I smiled; I loved hearing Fabian's voice.
"Hello? Nina?" Fabian questioned, unknowing that he was on speaker. My smile completely faded when he mentioned Nina; why was she the only one that mattered in his eyes? He could have easily called me instead; I actually knew about Skylar. Nina didn't. She had told me that she had no clue about Fabian's family.
Before I could greet Fabian, Amber jumped in, immediately asking him how Skylar was.
"She's alright, Amber. She just needs a few stitches on her forehead. But I am staying here a week or so to take care of her, since my mum still has to work. She's pretty shaken up," Fabian answered. "But am I on speakerphone?"
The whole room seemed to relax, a few giggles escaping. I was glad Skylar was alright; I didn't want to see her hurt, and it was perfect for my plan. He was going to be gone for whole week, it's perfect! By the time he comes back, I'm positive nobody will be on Nina's side.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Thought everybody would want to know what happened." Nina replied, her smile staying planted on her face.
"It's fine, Neens." Fabian responded; I could nearly hear the smile in his voice. I mentally groaned. "But I have to go, I'll keep in touch."
Everyone said their good-byes, and Nina hung up, placing her phone back into her pocket. As soon as she did so, she was given a giant hug from Amber. She smiled; how did she manage to steal all my friends here? Amber and I used to talk all the time; now, we hardly spoke at all.
Okay Joy, time to get into action.
There are so many options. But from all the television shows I watched, and from personal experience, I know the best way to strike a girl: Her diary. But Nina's diary is probably full of all these kind words, and that would just embarrass her if I read it. That wasn't the plan.
But what if I, let's say, rewrote a couple pages? If I read it, nobody could see the handwriting difference. That could easily work; but what happens if someone sees the difference? I could always follow her handwriting, yes, that could work!
But then, if I'm reading her diary out to everyone, won't I seem like the mean one? Reading a girl's diary is basically evil.
Oh well! They would definitely be too distracted over Nina's words, they wouldn't worry about me.
Starting tomorrow, everyone would turn against Nina Martin. With what I put out, they might even want to take their revenge; that would be even better. Fabian could finally see how awful of a person she is, and then, he will be mine again!
Today, in drama, my plan would go into motion. Last night, I was able to get everything I needed to get done completed, and Nina's diary was now carefully stashed in my backpack. It had been surprisingly easy to get a hold of; all I had to do was ask Nina for her French textbook, and that got me a free pass into her room. And her diary wasn't at all hidden; it was under her bed, kept in a box I had read most of it before adding a few pages; it was pretty boring. The majority of it was about homework, and books, and school… Nothing interesting.
After debating on what to add, I decided on one of the oldest tricks in the book; putting mean thoughts into it, all targeted towards the kids in Anubis. I found a few facts that they had apparently talked to Nina and Nina only about, so they would believe it more.
I waltzed into the drama classroom, avoided everyone as I skipped over to my seat. I could see Patricia and a few others stare at me with confusion, but I ignored it, too excited about my plan to even think about them.
At the beginning of drama, the teacher always lets us share a story, poem, or some other writing with the class. Usually, Mara is the only one to ever volunteer, because nobody really takes interest in it.
But today, things are going to be different.
The bell then rung, and everyone quieted down, moving their gaze to our teacher. He smiled kindly at us, standing up on the stage. "Good morning, students! Who wants to give us a performance for warm-up? Hmm?"
Mara was about to raise her hand, but I shot mine into the air, smiling brightly. The teacher smiles back, gesturing for me to come up. I can't help but squeal, this is just too easy, and I prance over to the stage, Nina's diary now in hand.
I looked at everyone; Nina was clueless about what was in my hand. That's probably because I had put it into a book cover, just to make sure nobody would stop me.
"Today, I will be reading a personal entry, the author not to be named until the very end. For effect, of course." I stated, before lifting Nina's diary to eye height, and flipping to the newly-written pages.I cleared my throat, before I began.
"Dear Diary… I wish I had never been placed into Anubis. Everyone there is so annoying, and always have problems that only I can apparently fix. For example, let's start with Alfie Lewis." I read, looking up for a slight second, to see that Alfie had started watching me. I mentally smirked, before continuing. It's working.
"He thinks everything is a joke, even though he's what, sixteen? Seventeen? When is he going to grow up? He complains he can't get the girl, but yet he still creates food fights at the dinner table."
I glanced back up, just in time to see Alfie begin to stand up in protest, but he sat back down; he probably knows it's true.
"And what about that Jerome Clarke? He's so secretive; is anything we know about him true? He'll probably end up in jail, just like his father did."
I could see Jerome's face turn red with anger, and shared a glance with the teacher, who seemed interested in what I was reading. Seriously, too easy.
"That brings me to Eddie. The only one he talks to is that stuck-up Patricia. That makes them the perfect two; they're both selfish pricks."
Saying that about Patricia made me feel slightly guilty, and I refused to let myself look at her, but I knew this had to be done. This was the only way to get my Fabes back.
"Mara Jaffray, she's not too bad. But of course, she still isn't good. All she does is hang out with Jerome, even though she is technically in a relationship with Mick Campbell. She's basically cheating right in front of Mick's eyes, and he doesn't even notice! Ridiculous." Mick gazed over at Mara, who had her eyes towards Jerome. "It's a total love triangle."
"We also have Amber Millington. The prissy, bratty, spoiled Daddy's girl. All she ever does is worry about her looks; that's probably because she doesn't have any natural ones; they're all caked-up with make-up. Doesn't the girl know when to stop? It's not like she's going to ever be a model like her mother."
I made sure to hit Amber extra hard. If I was going to make this believable, she would have to be the one that is damaged most. She is, after all, Nina's best friend and roommate.
"And at last, Fabian Rutter. The semi-cute, but incredibly awkward boy at school. Sure, I act like I like him, but in reality, I rather date a squirrel. The boy can't even properly ask me out; why should I want to be in a relationship with him?"
I closed the diary, and nobody said a word. "This is an excerpt from Nina Martin's diary, courtesy of Joy Mercer!" I shout, before going to sit next to Patricia, and throwing the diary over at Nina. Everyone looked at her as she ripped the book cover off, revealing the pink design with stickers scattered around it. She stared at me, before realizing everyone's angry eyes were on her, and with that, she ran out.
