Manipulator.

A word that is always associated with deranged psychopaths or charming sociopaths. A word that is always associated with bad things. A word which is thought to be associated with high-level of intelligence.

May Jones was a manipulator, in every sense of the word. She was cunning, smart, a bully. She was a bad person with a charming front.

All throughout high school, she'd been popular. She'd been worshipped by her peers. She used to be the kind of girl every guy wanted, and the kind who every girl wanted to be. She was smart, beautiful, and knew how to play her cards right to get whatever she wanted.

She was a bully. She tortured people for the hell of it, she made them feel worthless. She made them feel unwanted. The sick thing was, that she did it to make herself feel better about herself- because behind that confident front, was a girl who was insecure. A girl who had to constantly watch what she ate to maintain her hourglass figure. A girl who had to study for hours to no end and pretend that she didn't study at all to make it look like she was effortlessly intelligent. A girl who hid behind the mask of fake happiness and beauty to hide how lonely and ugly she was on the inside.

Because that's exactly she was; ugly. Horrible. Unworthy.

She ruined so many people. So many lives. For a reputation that would vanish as soon as high school was over. A reputation that was like a bubble; beautiful, lovely and temporary.

She ruined them, and she ruined herself.