Dark Revenge: chapter 1

KYLIE: I remember when we were all so close, Cali, Daphne, Keira, and me. We would spend every single day after school at each other's houses, giggling about boys, shopping, and planning our futures. It seemed like nothing could ever tear us apart. We had known each other FOREVER and we didn't plan on getting split apart but I guess all things are too good to be true. Cali was my best friend. She always got all the attention while I faded into the background. She was a stunner while I was average looking, if not ugly. But it didn't matter. We were inseparable. One day, as we were walking home from school, we ran into Daphne and Keira. They were the only other people in our class who didn't have a clique. We invited them to hang out with us and they immediately said yes. It turned out that we had so much in common. We laughed about the same things, liked the same music, and even finished each other's sentences. It was like we were meant to be friends. The four of us clicked instantly and spent every moment together. We did everything together: shopping, movies, even studying. We were inseparable. We were unstoppable. I still felt jealousy though. Cali was once all mine and now I had to share her. We were all sophomores when MacKenzie moved into our town. She was stunning. Everyone noticed her immediately. She had long, shiny, dark hair that flowed down to her waist, and she had the most perfect, model-like features. She was instantly popular, and everyone wanted to be her friend. It didn't help that she was smart too. Cali and Daphne and Keira were immediately smitten. They started hanging out with her at lunch, going to her house after school, and even started dressing like her. I didn't understand it. I had never seen them like this before. It was like they had all fallen under some sort of spell. Before I knew it, they were ignoring me. They would laugh at my jokes but then turn around and repeat them with MacKenzie later. They would whisper and roll their eyes when I would talk. It hurt. It hurt so badly. Then they left me for the popular girls. I mean, don't get me wrong. It made sense for Cali to be popular. She was beautiful and she had money. But Daphne and Keira? They were like me. They didn't fit in with the popular crowd. It felt weird. Instead of playing out every weekend and having sleepovers, I was left alone. Cali would still invite me to parties and such, but she would always make sure I was with someone else. She didn't want to be seen with me. She was embarrassed to be seen with me. I spent most of my time alone in my room. I had a small, old computer that I used to escape reality. I would play video games for hours on end, losing myself in the worlds that I created. Sometimes, I would even write stories about our old adventures together. It was my way of coping with the loss of my best friend. I had this old, tattered diary that I would write in. I would pour my heart out onto those pages, telling my secrets and my fears. I would vent about how much I missed Cali and how much I hated MacKenzie for taking her away from me. I would cry myself to sleep at night, wishing things could go back to how they used to be. But then, something strange happened. I discovered this new horror movie channel on TV. At first, I didn't think much of it. I mean, I had always been a fan of scary movies, but this channel was different. They showed movies that I had never even heard of before. Movies that were so twisted and disturbing that they kept me up at night. The more I watched, the more I realized that there was something about these movies that I loved. They made me feel less alone. They made me feel like someone understood the pain that I was going through. And the more I watched, the more I started to see the world differently. I began to notice little things that I never would have paid attention to before. Shadows that moved on their own, strange noises coming from empty rooms, things that just didn't seem quite right. I started to get this weird sense of excitement whenever I felt like something was watching me. I didn't feel so alone.