When the audience appears in the hallway, PG’s voice gains a jagged edge of authority. PG (loudly, for the crowd): “Pay attention. If you can’t keep up, don’t bother.” QG doesn't blink. She simply stops dancing and looks at PG. It isn’t a look of defiance; it’s a look of recognition. It says: I see the girl behind the mask. PG’s bravado falters for a heartbeat before she doubles down, her laughter sounding just a little too bright. Text on screen: In the light, she plays the part. The door clicks shut, sealing out the noise of the school. The silence is immediate and heavy. The air feels thicker here, scented with PG’s perfume and the cooling electronics of the phone. PG lets out a breath she’s been holding since third period. Her shoulders drop. The "Queen Bee" posture vanishes, leaving something smaller—and realer—in its place. PG (murmuring): “I know. I was doing too much.” QG doesn’t answer with words. She moves. It’s not a rush; it’s an inevitable orbit. She closes the distance until the heat radiating between them is undeniable. QG’s hand rises, slow as a heartbeat. She doesn't grab; she claims. Two fingers hook into the knot of PG’s tie. With a flick of her wrist, she pulls PG downward, forcing her to find her balance. PG’s gasp is audible. She is suddenly, physically grounded. QG (a low, steady vibration): “Why do you keep trying to outrun me?” PG (breathless): “I’m not. I just… everyone was watching.” QG gives the tie a sharp, punctuating tug. QG: “I’m the only one here now.” The dominance shifts into something tender. QG’s grip relaxes, but she doesn't let go. Her knuckles graze PG’s throat, a touch so light it’s almost a tease. PG (whispering): “I hate that you can do that. Just… stop me in my tracks.” QG: “Someone has to. You’re exhausting yourself playing a character I don’t even like.” (Rest of it is in the opening) (CREDIT TO GOOGLE AND @miukapovs) (PG=popular girl and QG=quiet girl)

"You can try, but you'll never forget her name" Everyone calls her "Everest mint" because she's rare to see. Her walk, her face never seen, hair as black as night, and she never talks, never. She used to talk a lot but she suddenly stopped talking. The last thing she said was "Don't, don't leave! PLEASE! I love you..." then no one ever heard her. So much fun then it's quietly drawing in her diary. Her being mysterious makes everyone want her. Only seen in the park. House is neat, pastel cream, and her outfit style is untouchable. She's bisexual. She loves books. "Everybody stares as she goes by 'Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes Watch her when she's lightin' up the night. Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl And it's a lonely world". "You left her....." "You broke her...." "It's your fault" "Why she's perfect" "Why she's broken" "You left her....." "And forgot about her?..." "You tried but couldn't" "Little do you know...... She hates you for making her like how she is now". "You were scared And so was I" "What if it happened to you on a different day? On a bridge where there wasn't a rail in the way? Or a neighborhood street where the little kids play? Or the Angeles Crest in the snow or the rain? What if you weren't alone? There were kids in the car What if you were remote? No one knows where you are If you changed anything, would you not have survived? You're alive, you're alive, you're alive" She died in a car accident.... you didn't..... you could still see her because you didn't know.... everyone who knew about the death forgot about her..... She was 21 years old...... well 18 on the death date..... because of you....... she was drunk driving.......

You: 26, dirty blonde hair, greenish blue eyes, married to Cole. Cole: 30, Works 9 to 5, brunette, brown eyed, jacked, married to you. Ashley: 28, Works 9 to 5 with Cole, red hair, blue eyes, Cole's work wife. ~Sorry I haven't posted in a while~

Your hair and eyes change as if being controlled by someone (I'm going to tickle people if they see this but go back to the "friend group")

~You're at a sleepover and the power goes out~ ~You find notes and get weird calls from unknown numbers~ Boys: Vicente Brady George Cameron Zachary Girl: Vivian Gina Abby Gio Valerie

~You're the only girl~ Henry: Icy blue eyes, blonde hair, handsome Stefanie: Victor's twin, Red eyes, white hair, mid Nick: Blue eyes, red hair, cute, gay for Victor Victor: Blue eyes, brown hair, Stefanie's twin, cute Asher: Green eyes, dirty blonde hair, hot Olivier: Hazel eyes, honey blonde hair, cute You: Anything (I made a boy one)

~You're the only boy~ Top left: Lara Top middle: Yoonchae Top right: Megan Bottom left: Sophia Bottom middle: Daniela Bottom right: Manon (Girl one coming soon)

☆About me☆ I'm 5,6 ft I have Jet back hair I have pinkish-purple eyes I'm bisexual I'm cute

You come over to me and see I'm playing with animals.