AN: Disclaimed. For Hannah(: You know who you are, sweetie. Thanks(:
Guess what tonight is? Friday, October 30. The night of the dance. The night that I finally will get revenge on Connor Daly. Isn't that great? I think that it's great. I have a plan set up and everything. I'm not sure how it will all go down, though. I'm hoping that everything turns out right.
Someone saw me yesterday. I forgot that the seniors at school were able to go out to eat for lunch. Hannah Poe saw me yesterday, eating at Skyliner. She asked me what was up, where I was these days. Tried to peek at my book of evil plans.
Hannah: Hey.
Me: Uh… Hi.
Hannah: Where are you these days? Everyone wants to know where you are. You know, Massie's dating Connor again. I personally think that that's slutty of her; you know, to go from guy to guy.
Me: She's not a slut.
Hannah: Still in love with her then?
Me: Huh? What? Why do you say that?
Hannah: Because you're defending her.
Me: And?
Hannah: Never mind. What are you working on?
Me: Nothing special.
Hannah: Chris Plovert, is that a diary?
Me: Hannah, back off or I'll stab you with my straw.
Hannah: Okay, okay, jeez. Sorry. I'll leave now.
She's the most irritating person in the world, and I hate her so much. Hannah should get hurt, too. I know… I'll beat her to the point of near-death, and I'll leave a straw, just for fun. If you're asking me whether this is a new high, then yes, it is a new high for me. I like it. The word:
D E A T H
It has a nice and clean ring to it. The thing is, it's not so clean. It's dirty, dirty work. And tonight, I'm going to start on it. With Connor, of course. He did steal my girl. They've already probably done the dirty deed. If only you could see me. I've outgrown my hair, and I've dyed it to a dark red. I now understand it when Claire says that Dylan's hair sometimes doesn't go with her complexion. There are dark circles under my eyes, and I've lost so much weight. I'm sure, though, that Massie will still take me back. She promised me that she always would care for me.
Anyway, like I said: Connor Daly is going down tonight. Hard. Harder than hard. How? Well, I've set up for someone, her name never to be mentioned, to lure Connor out. Who, you may ask? One of my countless one night stands. I forget their names.
But yes, Connor is going to die. Thanks to me, of course.
After that, I'm going to take down that Antoinette girl. She needs to die. She roots for Derrick Harrington. She likes him. She wants him to be with Massie because she can see that she's happy with him.
Not. True.
She's happier with me.
Because, well, I'm Chris Plovert and I can get anyone I want. That's how it is. That's how life goes. That's what's right.
And I want Massie Block.
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Little Caterpillar