I paced back and forth. A little part of me knew that plotting against Kristi wasn"t right, but the anger within me pushed me on. She"d kissed Francis. Not only that, but she"d messed with my glamour and made me enter the party looking like a mess.
"That won"t work," Estelle shot down my latest suggestion.
"Then what do you suggest?" I demanded, flopping down on my bed and trying not to take her dismissal personally.
"We need to ruin her. Splitting her away from her friends and a possible boyfriend isn"t going to cut it." Estelle"s eyes hardened as she looked at Tyler and me.
Neither of us said anything. It was clear to us all who was in charge of this situation, and we didn"t want to mess with that. I damn sure didn’t want that leadership role.
"We need to hit her where it hurts," Es
