I got to experience what it was like to really be popular. Really, truly popular. And I loved every minute of it. I loved being queen. I spent all year watching and studying Samantha—the queen bee at my school—so I’d know what to do once I got here and it was my turn. Boys tripped over themselves trying to get her attention, and even the teachers stumbled over their words when they talked to her. It was like she was some kind of drug, and I wanted to be that intoxicating. I wanted to strip men of their words. Have women hate me, which really just meant they were dying of jealousy.
