Chapter 8

CHAPTER EIGHT

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T hey think they’re so fucking clever.

That no one knows who and what they are.

Expendable; that's how they feel everyone is—well, excluding them, of course. If I were a betting person, I’d wager they’d even kill their own fathers, feeding their bloody corpses to rabid dogs, taking delight in how the vicious animals rip the flesh from their bones.

If they think they can just toss me to the side like that, they can think again.

It’s me who should be sitting on the throne of this school, while everyone else bows down, cowering at my feet, begging for my approval.

Approval they won’t get. Not from me.

I’m done being nothing more than a trophy.

It’s time to reintroduce myself to the world and come this Friday, the three of them will be groveling at my feet like they should have been long ago.

Everything is ready. Down to the final minute. When I give them the big surprise at the end, it’ll be my crowning moment.

The three of them walk away, laughing and joking.

But wait until they see who's laughing last.