To some people I've always been the person who sits at the back of the class. To othes I've always been the friend whose cracking jokes. But that doesn't really matter anymore. Nothing does. Apart from the fact im a suspect for poisoning someone in detention.

We both never got along. But no one knew that including his two faced sister. I knew he had told her not to talk to me after everything that happened, but ofcourse she dissmissed him like she did with everyone.

When he died shortly after arriving at the hospital, the first person she turned to was me. I knew she would. Whenever i'de look at myself in the mirror, it would always be 'your the most useless person on Earth' or ' why is everything so hard for you. Now it's ' I'm not a traitor. I was never on your side'. Something I've learnt is you are your worst enemy.