We've only been at this competition for one evening and I'm already ready to murder Brooke. Evidence be damned. I am seriously putting all my focus into not kicking in the door to her room and slitting her throat 360.

There are just constant bitchy comments following me everywhere, calling me a slut and a whore. Half the people here are passive aggressive as fuck and the rest are outright aggressive. At least twice today people tried to make me fall down a flight of steps. The other three times MIGHT have been an accident. And someone tried to pull my chair out from under me when I sat down at dinner.

One bitch even said, "I know some guys who could put you in your place."

There's no other explanation other than Brooke. I don't know what she could have told them, but NOTHING like this happened last year. Sure, there were some attempts at sabotage and intimidation, but nothing at this level, or this personal. This is insane. I'm ready to dig my nails into her face and just rip it the fuck off.

She thinks she can get other people to intimidate me? If only she knew the threats I've had against me. If only she knew I can return that all that malice she's rallied against me ten fold all on my own.

If she survives this it'll be a minor miracle.

More like a major one.

Hopefully I can restrain myself until after the competition.

At least I have Angela.


Mako's Message: The world seems to be full of people displaying how little they care about other people, and displaying it proudly no less. It makes me very sad and angry. It also makes it hard for me to focus on writing, and feel this story is unwelcome. I would still like to finish this before it hits ten years, but honestly I don't know if I'll be able to do it, even though forty chapters in less than six months shouldn't be an issue. So I don't really know what's going to happen in the future, for this and other projects.
Thanks for reading this far.
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