How I Got Here Read Free Page A

where I would normally meet my two best friends, Emma and Rose, we’d been friends since we were all seven, and we spent practically every weekend round at each other’s houses, taking it in turns to host the sleepover. We had a lot of routines that we’d stick to, and one of them was meeting in the library before school, unless we were running late. When I arrived in the library that particular morning they weren’t there, I called both of them but got no reply, it wasn’t like them because even when they were running late, they’d always pick up the phone, or send a quick message explaining that they wouldn’t make it. I just shrugged it off though, and made it towards my first class, Russian History, which was one of my favorites. As I walked down the hall I spotted them both, standing in a group with Kim and her friends, I smiled at them and waved, they blanked me. I tried speaking to them at lunch, but they turned their back on me and started laughing about something, then they went to Kim’s table and sat down, all of the girls glanced at me and burst out laughing. I felt so stung, I think that’s the best way to describe it, it was the first time anything Kim had done affected me, but I wasn’t about to let her see that, so I sat down and methodically ate my lunch, once I was done I stood up and walked to the bathrooms, jammed the door closed , walked into a cubical and burst into tears. You may be thinking that I was a little pathetic, perhaps I was, but they were my best friends and Kim had turned them against me, I didn’t have a clue how she had managed to do it, turning them against a friend they’d known for years, and I still don’t know, all I know is that they never spoke a truly kind word to me again, and from that day onwards I was totally alone in that school.
    I went home that night feeling so utterl y alone, it hadn’t really sunk in and yet there it was, staring me right in the face when I got home, I opened up my laptop and found an email from Kim. I’ll write it out for you here, because this is truly the part where things began to slowly fall apart, piece by piece.
    River,
    So now you know what it means when you cross me, I warned you that we couldn’t be friends because you never turned up to my party, you shouldn’t ever dismiss me River, because when you do you make me angry , I don’t like being refused. It was so easy for me to convince your friends to stay away from you, in the end they were just like the other girls at the school, wrapped around my little finger, and all it took were a few little stories. Oh and by the way I wouldn’t bother showing anyone this email, because I’m not stupid, I’ve already covered that, I told them all that you hacked my account. I put on such a good performance, crying that you had been so very cruel to me, you should have seen it! I am an actress after all, and I play my part so very well.
    I know you think I’ve done you wrong, that I’m overreacting, all you ever did was refuse to attend a party, and you hardly even know me so can I really blame you? The answer of course is yes, you see I really don’t like rejection, never have and I don’t think I ever will, and those who reject me get what’s coming to them.
    You need to keep in mind though, all I’ve done so far is show you for your true self, which is nothing; you are nothing and never will be. You are less than nothing. There are some people who are so extraordinary, the shining stars that people long to be around, that is where I slot into things, and then at the other end of there are the nothings, the people who don’t matter, the ones who are so easily left behind, that’s you darling, the forgettable one, the invisible one, the plain one.
    Yes I like that, that works rather perfectly for you darling girl, you’re plain.
    Kim.
     
    That was the first time the word plain became shattering to me, on its own it didn’t mean anything at all to me, so what if this girl