Hollow

When I moved to Hollow Point, Pennsylvania I had a plan. I would do whatever it takes to climb my way to the top of the social ladder, not caring who I had to step on to get there. 

The girl who started that rumor about your eating disorder?​
That was me. 

The girl who made out with your boyfriend?​
Me again. 

The girl you don't ever want to cross?​
You're looking at her, bitch.