The Queen Bee’s Last Tab
Language: en
Right before finals week, Chloe, the school’s resident rich girl and Prom Queen, volunteered to help everyone "blow off some steam." That night, the entire senior class showed up at the most exclusive club in the city. The only person Chloe didn’t invite was me. But looking at the photos flexing on Instagram and Snapchat, I didn't shed a tear. I put on my noise-canceling headphones and focused on my textbooks. In my last life, I was the target. I saw Chloe’s posts, rushed to the club out of concern, and walked right into her confessing her love to my boyfriend. I swallowed my pride. I…