From day one, we never gelled. You know how people have instant friendships? She and I had an instant hateship. I hated her and her goody-two-shoes personality. Ever since we were kids, Shay never misbehaved. She was always getting good grades, always making friends wherever she went. She didn’t touch drugs, and she partied sober. She probably said her prayers and kissed her grandma before bed, too. Little Miss Perfect. More like Little Miss Fake. I didn’t buy her good-girl act. Nobody could be that good. Nobody could have so few demons in their closet.
