A/N: Okay, I reeeeeaallllyyy dislike this story. It's just so weird. So this is the final chapter (if you can even call those five lines that). I honestly didn't try that hard again. The end may sound like a sequel prep ending, but it isn't. But be on the look out for a new story that I'll be starting. Hopefully it won't be this odd.


Chapter 3: Failure

Heather POV

I will for always hate that Sammy Keyes. Not only did she win Most Unique Style, but I swear that she's the one who ratted me out. That's right! They figured out how I stuffed the ballot box, in a way. But really. That loser must have cheated, too. How else would she have won?

It was so embarrassing to lose to her. Also when Mr. Caan took me aside during the dance. Everybody was looking at me! It was just horrible!

My mother ended up taking me to England for the rest of the school year to make up for total embarrassment.

Sammy Keyes, you better watch out, because next year, you are going down.


Yeah. So… review if you want to. Oh yeah, and Sammy Keyes is disclaimed by me.