Her words are like poison. They don’t seem to have a big effect at first, but after a while they seep deeper into you. Slowly hurting you. And sometimes, your oblivious to it all.

That’s what Sophie’s like. Such a sweet, innocent name— the perfect cover up for the villain lurking behind all that make-up.

Everyone she’s her as an angel that’s landed amoung the chaos of Beverly High Middle School. But when your like me, an outcast, under dog, outsider, you she her for what she really is. An evil snake waiting to strike as it slithers into the hearts of others convincing them of its innocence.

I walk through the hallways and she trips me. She talks behind my back like I can’t hear her. “_Sssssucker.” _She hisses when I walk past her. And she won’t stop. I try to tell people but they laugh or ignore. So here I am. Try to stop the poison from spreading. But sometimes, you aren’t able to.