Chapter Nine

Lil miserably glided her toes against the soft, calm water. She sighed heavily, and glanced up at the moon, her only companion. She had decided to halt her friendship with Bridget, and hours ago, she had done just that. Bridget, however, hadn't taken it too well. Lil just tried to block the thought out of her mind, and erase the lost friendship that she had once shared with Bridget. She ran her fingers against the bubbling tide, and closed her eyes.

"God, please make Kimi forgive me. I wish she was here right now," Lil wished inaudibly. She let the silence around her overtake her feelings.

"I already have," a voice whispered. Lil bolted back, and discovered the person behind her was Kimi.

"Oh, Kimi!" Lil proclaimed. "I've missed you!"

"Me, too. So, how's the Sharpe princess doing?" Kimi sarcastically remarked.

"Ugh, she's been a complete mess ever since I broke off the friendship. Apparently, she's been begging the girls we taunted to forgive her," Lil reported, hurling a rock at the serene water.

"So, what made you split up with her," Kimi inquired, anxiously.

"That I knew she wasn't the real friend. She wasn't the one who brought chicken soup over to my house every day when I had the flu. She wasn't the one who was my person cheerleader whenever I was depressed. And most importantly, she wasn't the one who's stuck by me through thick and thin for nearly ten years," Lil explicated, compassionately.

"Oh, Lil!" I knew you weren't naïve enough to fall for Bridget's spell!" Kimi exclaimed happily.

"Kimi, please!" Lil begged, chucking at her desperate friend. "It wasn't as Bridget was a villain."

"That, Lil Deville, is something you don't know. For all you know, she could be plotting against me right at this moment," Kimi truthfully stated.

"Well… you could be right," Lil hesitantly admitted. "But who could have done such a mean thing as to plaster her and Tommy's intimate moment for the world to see?"

Kimi nearly spoke the truth, but before she could, she blurted, "Someone who is such a bitch, that's who."

Meanwhile, speaking of revenge…

Angelica paced the cabin absentmindedly, gawking at the empty sight outside her window. She waited for the moment that Savannah would come running through that path, just waiting to arrive at the cabin. Angelica nervously glared at the cabin wall, wondering why the stupid weather couldn't have cooperated today. The sky could have constrained Savannah to their cabin, but instead, the deep blue sky shone brightly above them. Angelica quickly slipped into her pajamas and patiently waited for Savannah to arrive. Instead, Susie appeared at the doorway.

"What are you in here so early? We have a good three hours before bed," Susie inquired of Angelica's peculiar behavior.

"I'm waiting for Savannah to arrive. I need to give her a piece of my mind," Angelica confidently announced.

"You really think that Savannah is going to be intimidated by you? I mean, c'mon, Angelica, no offense, but you are a popular has-been," Susie reminded, dragging Angelica back down to reality.

"Well, Susie, you aren't so popular either. And besides, aren't you supposed to be my best friend? My support system? My companion?" Angelica demanded to know, stomping her foot on the wobbly plank underneath her.

"Yes, Angelica, of course! But how are you going to take down the queen of popularity? You aren't anything that could possibly overcome her, sorry to inform you," Susie firmly repeated.

"Well, I have one thing that Savannah doesn't have," Angelica wittily hissed. "I have tons of clever tricks up my sleeve…"