What's your agenda?

"Hey sweetheart. How was your day?" I always try to put up a smile for my mom so she doesn't see how miserable my life is. She has her own problems. It's only been one year since someone murdered my father in our home. The fact that everyone in our small town thinks I did it does not help even one bit. Just because I'm smart doesn't mean I am a wicked murderer. But people here try to put the blame on someone so they can feel safe at night in their own homes. But it wasn't me. I was sleeping in my room soundly and to this day I still curse myself for falling asleep with headphones in my ears, music blasting. Mom doesn't know about all the accusations, and about the fact that I became an outcast. Once upon a time, I used to be a normal girl with a boyfriend, a few friends and a future ahead of me. Now I'm just scary Victoria, who plots everyone's death. No one pays any attention to me, except when they need something from me. Be it homework, advice, tuttoring...name it and they will be asking for it. The only good thing about this town is my best friend, Zoe Walsh. She is the only person that never pointed at me after my father was murdered. I try not to hang around with her too much though, so to not draw too much attention to her, but it seems like she just doesn't care. She just wants to remain friends, and who am I to push away the only person aside from my mom that actually cares about me? "It was ok mom. How about you? Got any luck with job hunting? " Her face lit up at the mention of job hunting and I felt myself relaxing for the first time in a long time. "Oh yes. Remember that new place I was telling you about? The one with the supposedly hot boss?" She giggled like a teenage girl and I couldn't help but smile at her happy demeanor. "Yeah mom, I remember. What about it? Did they offer you a job there?" "They really did, and I start tomorrow morning. I also met Mr. Sexy Boss and the rumors are indeed true But he is also very nice. So I can't say I'm complaining about working for him." Well it looks like good luck was finally getting on our side and our lives would slowly return to its usual path. Or would they?