Chapter Ten

“Your words have so much power. Everyday, if you tell yourself ‘I love you,’ if you give yourself one word of validation, it will change your mind.” - Ashley Graham.

“I'M GETTING SICK and tired of her.” Someone said agitatedly as I heard people walk into the restroom.

I froze in place, my hand still on the lock of the stall I was about to open. The voice sounded so familiar but it was taking my brain awhile to place it.

“Me too.”

I recognized the voices. It was Bianca and Betty – Brittany's minions. I wondered who they were talking about.

“She's so infuriating. She acts like everybody's beneath her. We are supposed to be friends but–”

“She treats us like we're her puppets.” Bianca cut in, completing her sentence. They both let out groans.

Brittany. They were talking about Brittany.

I could have bet that they were standing before the mirror, touching up their makeup as they talked about her. I wondered where their puppet master was, that they were here badmouthing her.

Is it bad mouth