Chapter Nine

"Blaire Hudson," an old friend in junior years.

"The one and only!" Her green eyes gleamed.

She's a brunette with skin as that of a milk, almond shape of eyes, slender figure and a five-six footer. She was a famous cheerleader in Moerson High way back then when i met her. Everyone in school loves and hates her at the same time. She was a friendly attention-seeker girl in pompoms who was fond of bringing almost half of the heartthrobs in the upper to lower batch.

Basically, she's the acting queen bee of our batch and I was just an ordinary good student who was obsessed with books. We were inseparable buddies those times, she was hated by many and i could understand that. She's a self-centered bitch full of toxicity, but still i stayed as her friend.

Because she was my only friend, too. We were the only best friends of each other, a bitch and a nerd. Until then, i discovered her truer colors behind her white sheep's clothing.

I was on my way to the library that time to give back the bo