Westerburg High. A place where all students got along and lived in peace and harmony.

..

Right?

...

Wrong.

Very. Very wrong.

If you think highschool is like those cheesy musicals where everyone sings and dances, then you need to be committed. In reality, highschool is a terrible, miserable place where all teenagers unleash their angst, hormones, and self hate on eachother. At Westerburg High, the motto there is kill or be killed.

Like the Hunger Games.

No one sings songs, or wears perfectly glittery outfits and bouncy styled hair. Except maybe...

The Heathers.

Hey, my name is Y/n Sawyer. And this is my journal. I'll be writing in here to count down the days until senior year is over and I can go to college and get away from these horrible people that are the students of Westerburg. Last year was horrible as a Junior, but tomorrow is the start of my senior year. Maybe...

Nah.

I'm sure it'll be much worse than last year.