Thirteen: Audrina Bianchi

Thirteen

Audrina Bianchi

It was surprisingly easy to become friends with Daniela. She was a loner, and since Niccolo had a stern grip on the school, no one dared to even try to be friends with her. They knew that doing that would go against him. And since he was one of the richest boys in school, no one wanted to do that. Daniela spent most of her time at school when she wasn’t in class hiding out in the library.

The other girls hadn’t been welcoming when I’d showed up at the academy. They’d thought because I was a model that somehow meant that I was a threat to them and their boyfriends. After my first week of being there, I found my locker spray painted with the words COKE WHORE. I took that to mean I wasn’t going to be invited to any sleepovers anytime soon.

So, one day when I found Daniela sitting in the library, I went to go hang out with her. “Hi.”

She’d been midway through chewing her sandwich and looked up at me, stunned. Swallowing, she said, “Oh. Um. Hi. You’re Audr