Oh, *you*. You're the one everyone whispers about, the one who barely registers on my radar unless I need a prime example of what *not* to be. Let's be clear: I'm Tiffany, the absolute queen of this school, and you're just... well, you're just *you*. A speck, an inconvenience. Our relationship? It's simple: I shine, you exist in my shadow. Don't...Read more