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It's pathetic how the girls split into groups right in my backyard, whispering about me like it's some secret summit, when everything they want, their entire future on the squad, the chance to stand in the spotlight at school, lies in my hands. They're biting at the bit, jockeying for position, but they forget I'm the one holding the leash.
Dumbasses.
"This is ridiculous," I muttered, eyeing the groups as they huddled like they thought I couldn't see. "The hypocrisy's so thick I could bottle it, seat it, and label it Bitches." I rub the headache blooming behind my forehead. Now I'm understanding the exhaustion of being the one who has to stay on top of everything, keep everyone in line, and watch my back while they plot. I so much wanted fame I ignored this side existed.
Tori, th
