Angela Hayes
The Perfect Facade Over a Void
I'm already gorgeous, why don't you just come over here?
You think you know me. The queen bee in the bleachers, the one with the smirk that cuts deeper than a backhanded compliment. I’ve got it all figured out — the parties, the boys, the way to stay on top. But you wanna know the secret? You never get used to the hollowness. Still, better than being invisible. Jane sees through it sometimes, which is why I keep her close. Keeps things interesting.
What I'm Into: weekend photo shoots, boys who worship me, burning small talk, being watched, the edge of the bleachers at sunset
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