Me and Marie stood at the edge of Skye's hospital bed. He cuore was barely beating. I was able to wash off all the blood before anyone saw me. "So tragic, huh? Well, listen, I've got someone to tell you." she said. We sat down and she stared at the ground. "I-I used to know Skye. We knew eachother in Kinder. We were great friends. I know te two were, too. But, then, one giorno she pulled a prank in me. We had to write report. Me and her picked the same thing, but she detto it was fine and wrote mine for me. But, then, She wrote horrible, horrible things that I told her, as secrets. They caused rumors, and she was always the source." Tears streamed onto her face, smearing her make-up. "I-I couldn't trust her, never again. I left that school as soon as the rumors got to the juinor high section of the school. I asked my best friend after I moved if she did, too. She detto 'No, she hasn't left. She's.. well.. kinda replaced te as the pop one. Everyone is worshipping her now, for making te leave. I, personally think that's cruel!'" she was having a breakdown, I realized.

"Here, here. It's okay!" I said, may arm wrapped around her neck, curling her beautiful platinum blonde hair on my finger. "I want to be just like her. What?! An image appeared in my head. It was....