• Chapter 1: Avoid The b***h then You Survive.
    One this high school is a living hell, two some people who's watched Hellgirl will notice that most of the girls here are bad as the school girls on some of the episodes. Three teachers here know how to embarrass both boys and girls, and sometimes make them urinate of embarrassment. Four the bitches here are sluts. Five, your going to need to prepare yourself before you go to this living hell.

    Six, my name is Narcissa Moon.

    Sadly I'm related to the ultimate Queen b***h, Suzie Moon, my step-sister. Suzie was a smart person, someone who knew to make a scam and get away with it. All girl's who love humiliating, and making lives miserable work hard for it. Most get into drama classes, some get private lessons from nerds so they improve their logic skills, and the rule of Queen Bitches is be the queen.

    Since Suzie is the ultimate queen b***h she of course had a group of girls, Ashley Kingston, Annie Gigsworth, Samantha Diss, Abby Kingsworth, and Julie Kingston.

    And what your reading right now is being all recorded into a book all from my mind.

    Anyways....

    Suzie every-night would go to wild parties, drinking parties. Filled with high-schoolers. Suzie would always beg my father to go, but he would never let her go, not like what happened to my older sister, Olivia Moon. She died in a car crash on her way home from a party then father found out that in the party she drank 6 bottles of beer.

    Suzie actually almost lost her virginity on those nights, but every time she was caught by father. And every time father said no on letting her go to the parties she wanted to go, she'd be frustrating and un-controllable. Suzie'd break prized possessions of ours, call the police, streak naked outside, push us and slap us, and even knock on everyone's doors naked and exposing her bruises that she gave herself saying that she was abused by father.

    Then finally father started arguing with my step mother, Lucy Moon, well Lucy Wintsley. My old mother died of cancer 6 years ago.
    Then that stupid, hot tempered mother reported to the police that he was abusing me, her, and Suzie, she even punched and slap me making me have bruises.

    It was very dreadful seeing my only loved one being dragged off to jail. -

    "HEY NARCISSA! PASS US THE BALL!" yelled a voice from afar.
    I then awoke from my concentration on writing on my diary.
    I then threw the ball beside me back to the boy who then ran off and continued playing the game of baseball with his friends.

    Oh yes, did I forget to mention that I had an older brother named Jack?
    Jack was a nice brother who graduated university last year, and today he's come to pick me up from this horrible hell hole.