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You see, I’m one of the beautiful people That truly sounds so odd to have to explain, but it’s the truth nonetheless I’m beautiful, and it’s not because I have a healthy dose of self-esteeh I have plenty of that It’s obvious in the way I look in the mirror, yes, but even more obvious in the way everyone treats uys, and all the girls want to be my friend because of it

“How do you know?” she asked again, agitated I hadn’t yet answered

This otten who I was and I needed to remind her

“Sorry,” she said sheepishly, shrinking slightly into herself

“I know because they always do Besides, when I’ive them back They consider it their dues”

“Trust me,” she said quietly toward the wall, “they do not consider it their dues”

“Is this about Brock, Sav?” I huffed “God, you are such a whiny brat If he illing to cheat on you so easily, he wasn’t worth it Consider it a favor”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” she conceded but didn’t sound truly convinced “You saved me, Soph”

“You’re welcome, Sav,” I replied sweetly and patted her head “Now, I’m off to find Brent”

I stood in front of the mirror above her dad’s desk and inspected myself

Long, silky, straight brown hair down to hout its ht across my forehead I ruffled them so they lay softly over in to boil The irls at Jerrick’s funeral suddenly had the same cut and it royally pissed me off God! Get a clue, nimrods You’ll never look like loss over theh that I didn’t needby the pool too raduation, and I’d made a mental note to keep ht gold eyes were the color of amber and were perfect, but I noticed my lashes needed a touch more mascara I did this only to darken theh Like I said, I was practically flawless

“He won’t knohat hit hi to her and I rolled my eyes when she responded

“You play a sick game, Sophie Price”

“I know,” I ad her direction, a fiendish expression on my unblemished face

I sauntered froainst the sides of the hall that lead from the foyer to the nored them with all the flirtatious charm that was my forte I was the queen of subtlety I could play a boy like a concert violinist I was a master of my craft