The Karma Club

1- Gwen, Do This, Now.

I like to think that I'm a good person. I don't think that I was ever really a demonic bitch. I like to tell myself that I was just pretending to be a demonic bitch.

Some people like to think that there's good in every person, but if that's true, what happened here to turn everyone into glossy, polished nightmares?

Even when I was like two years old, my pediatrician, her name was Trisha, had me labelled as one of those tiny genius kids who would probably cure cancer by the time I was 21. She encouraged my parents to let me skip like Kindergarten and all that jazz, but they were hell bent on letting me be just like any normal kid who went to class with people their age and went to parties and stuff like that.

You tried Mom and Dad, but, you failed miserably. Sorry,

It all began when my family decided it was a great idea to move our entire family to Nowheresville, Washington aka Baleigh, Washington as most people prefer to call it. Now, It may not really be a ghost town, but it's a microscopic particle compared to my former home, New York City- Greenwich Village if you want to get really specific.

Whatever possessed them to think that moving literally all the way across the country was a good idea, I don't know. My older brother Charlie thought moving was a great idea because "there will be new babes." Gag.

The only thing that made it worse was the fact that Baleigh was practically known for one thing, rich bitches. Half of the population of Baleigh is made up of millionaires and the other half is those that just barley missed the cutoff. If that doesn't sound like a nightmare, then I don't know what does.

It was the beginning of sixth grade when my family moved in next door to none other than Kendall Walker. We didn't even realize that we were moving in next door to an heiress she-devil in the making. Her mom was really nice. I'm pretty sure she brought over a muffin basket while the movers were trying to bring in my mother's hoard of shoes in without messing anything up. The banana nut ones were really good. Little did we know that even back in the days where Miley Cyrus didn't make your eyeballs bleed, Kendall was already ruining lives.

It wasn't until school began that I realized the roller coaster ride that I was up for. I took one step into Manchestser Academy (one of those prep schools that only the rich kids get to go to) and realized that there is and always be a distinct difference between them and everyone else.

And by them I mean The Eagles. Back in middle school they weren't called that yet, but they were still just as intimidating and bitchy. Manchester was ruled by the manicured fist of Kendall Walker with the assistance of her hellion minions. It was like Cinderella with her flock of Gucci-wearing rats.

A quick rundown on the members of The Eagles:

Kalista Hardt: her dad is loaded because he sells engagement rings. She literally has had so many step-moms that I'm pretty sure Kalista has already lost count. Her name literally means "most beautiful one." How original. Oh, I forgot to mention that she's literally the dumbest person that you will ever meet, and I've met half the cast of The Jersey Shore after my father helped them get out of some sort of lawsuit.

Brielle Chevalier: She says that she moved with her family from France in the second grade, but I'm pretty sure she's actually from Montreal. She's constantly lying to the point that I don't think she even realizes it anymore. She acts like she's all sweet and innocent, but the entire school knows that its total bs. She technically was kicked out of The Eagles in the 8th grade, but she still somehow managed to hang around without Kendall grinding her to dust.

Celia Monroe: She's living overseas with her loony grandmother even though her entire family lives in Brazil. They're super rich and I'm almost convinced that her dad like runs a drug trade or something. Her mom is super peppy and a total yoga freak but Celia is the total opposite. She's the second most bitchiest person that you'll ever meet and is literally with a different guy depending on the hour. We're all just waiting for her to be the next whore on MTV's 16 and Pregnant. But, her mom paid for her implants, so that's a plus.

Kendall Walker: She's literally a mythic bitch. Every girl is terrified of her, but at the same time, they would kill to be her. Guys fall at her feet and drool just when they hear her name. But, she is Satan with a Chanel handbag.

I took one step into Manchester and Kendall Walker took one look at me before my life became a living hell. She marched right over to me in her designer shoes, said that she "totally loved my cheekbones," and immediately dragged me into the bathroom to fix my hair. After that, I became one of them. Everyone was dying to know who was the green eyed blonde paraded around by the Kendall Walker. Kendall Walker befriending someone new was practically unheard of. The newest member of The Eagles before me had been Beta Celia Monroe, and that was back in the mystical days of first grade before the group was a feared thing. Back when people actually played tag and everyone was an equal.

The scariest part was how attached Kendall was to me. In practically record time, I replaced Celia in a matter of days and became Kendall's right hand. The second in command. I was practically a unicorn all of a sudden. I was almost as adored and feared as Kendall.

But I hated it.

I had been chosen, picked out of the sea of harmless children to become a backstabbing slut-faced bitch without any choice. Being an Eagle was glamorous, but it was also like being a mindless sheep, blindly following the will of Kendall Walker in fear that if you don't she might kill either your entire family or your entire social life. Or both.

I let my life be commanded by Kendall Walker for seven years, doing all of her dirty work for her while I waited for my letter from Harvard, Duke, Brown or even Oxford and fought the constant urge to set the entire place ablaze and roast a S'more with the flames.

"Gwen, go knock that latte over onto Peyton Ryder's new skirt," she would say. So, I would promptly walk over to where Peyton sat at lunch and knock the drink over when she wasn't looking. Then, I would rush back over to Kendall while the entire cafe snickered and Celia took her opportunity to make fun of Peyton.

"Gwendolyn, forge this doctor's note that says that Sam Brookes is pregnant and put it under her desk," she would say. And so, i would forge the note along with a fake prescription and then slide it under Sam's desk, making it look like it had just fallen out of her bag. Then, rumors would start swirling around the entire school and eventually Sam would go away for a year and then come back. (Her leaving really only made things worse, but she tried.)

"Gwen, come with me to the frat party over at Beta Sig," she would say. And, so I would.

I think you see the pattern. Kendall would command, and I would follow, always doing as she asked.

That was until Kendall tried to get me to go after Meagan Brody.