• She always looked down upon people whom she claimed were significantly
    inadequate compared to her. For in her eyes, she was the greatest thing that happened to this planet, a goddess, someone who “deserved” to have people bow down to all her glory. Yet in truth, people thought anything, but that of her - including her trusted comrades.

    You see, she was the type of girl that everyone hated, but wanted to be with anyway. Her companions talking dishonorably about her any chance they could grasp in silent whispers. As for the rest of her peers, they did not hesitate to let the rumors and stories fly about the notoriously evil prom queen, bully, and more commonly known as the highest rank in the popular crowd.

    “I heard that she once asked a girl if they liked her haircut, but the girl simply replied ‘No’. She just flashed her poisonous smile at the girl, said ‘You have adorable braids, I wish I could do them as well as you.’ Then she grabbed a pair of scissors and cut ‘em right off.”

    “Once, she asked one of the nerds to let her copy his homework, of course he said no. Then, changing his mind said yes, putting down all the wrong answers. She was infuriated, and made a myspace account that self-bashed herself. She told the counseling office that he did it, and he was expelled from school. His dreams of ever going to Princeton were crumpled.”

    “I knew this girl who had her hair dyed green by her years ago. The girl was so embarrassed, that she never came back to school.”

    The only thing that was truly admirable was her beauty. She had the honey blond hair that was straight out of an old-time movie, with the deep, sparkly blue eyes that turned a mysterious shade of lavender in the moonlight. She always had a sun-kissed glow about her, even in the winter, and her cheek was graced by a tiny beauty mark that completed her whole look.

    Yet, when her family was left penniless in the midst of the night, no one was surprised. For if there was one thing they believed in, it was karma. It was the only thing that rang true in the world, the thing they could always depend on.

    She can now be seen wandering the streets, wearing rugged jeans and a large, threadbare t-shirt carrying a cup. Her pleas for a dollar or two for her family is heard throughout the high school she once paraded around. Of course, not because they had a large understanding of what it’s like to have everything and then nothing in a flash, but because it was the humane thing to do. To help their fellow peer, no matter how popular, cruel, beautiful or not, live. And as a student places a dollar or two in her cup, the darkness vanishes from her eyes, and a new emotion appears in its place - remorse.