The over-indulgent lifestyles of five rich schoolgirls are thrown into chaos when one of them goes missing.
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The driver will be here soon. Coming to take me off to my last year at Miss Linden’s Boarding School for Young Women.
At 60K a year, it’s really a holding pen disguised as a hotel. A place to come of age at, get trained to become wives to America’s 1%.
I’m the token poor girl on campus. Because I’m smart enough to get a full scholarship. And dumb enough to let people know.
If I spoke the truth, I am scared. After what happened last year. But I have to go back. I think they are going to need me.
Lulu already chose the beds. For her, and for Ella. I think it’s a bit presumptive of her to choose Ella’s bed for her.
Pretending not to be having a mini breakdown as I humor Kingsley with small talk about straighteners. But, where the fuck is Ella?
Lulu’s raging on her phone. Keeps pounding it. Probably texting Ella. Her little crush. She thinks she’s so discrete.
Ella. That’s all Massy wanted to talk about. Yeah, we both live in Connecticut. Sure, we’re friends. But it’s not like I’m Ella’s keeper.
People don’t just disappear. They’re always doing something with someone. Even rich girls.
Alex came up to me at lunch. In pajamas, smelling gross. Looking gross, too. Wanted to throw a party tonight. Just us.
Alex wants a party. I don’t want to go. But I need to keep an eye. On both of them
I am going to kill them. With a lawsuit, with an axe. What they pulled last night—it’s unforgivable.
The truth is not pretty.
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