"Blaire Hudson," an old friend in junior years.
"The one and only!" Her green eyes gleamed.
She's a brunette with skin as that of a milk, almond shape of eyes, slender figure and a five-six footer. She was a famous cheerleader in Moerson High way back then when i met her. Everyone in school loves and hates her at the same time. She was a friendly attention-seeker girl in pompoms who was fond of bringing almost half of the heartthrobs in the upper to lower batch.
Basically, she's the acting queen bee of our batch and I was just an ordinary good student who was obsessed with books. We were inseparable buddies those times, she was hated by many and i could understand that. She's a self-centered b***h full of toxicity, but still i stayed as her friend.
Because she was my only friend, too.
