"What, you've done so many terrible things that you have already forgotten this one? Back when you were in middle school, one girl beat you out and took first place. That was all it took. You hid behind the pretense of wanting to be her friend, intentionally got close to her, and worked your way right into her life.
"Then you stabbed her in the back by spreading filthy rumors. You said all her good grades came from sleeping with teachers, that she was even the kept mistress of an old guy off campus. Everyone believed you, because you put on such a good show of being her best friend. In the end, that poor girl couldn't take all the vicious gossip and dropped out."
Halfway through my words, Trixie's face had gone bone-white. She'd bitten her lips so hard they were raw and bleeding profusel
