The honest truth was that the girls were clueless about where Chloe had gone, but they thought she probably was planning on skipping class with them and going to the college down the hill to flirt with older boys, she always did that. Ashley looked nervous without Chloe next to her, but Emma rose her head up and threw her shoulders back, acting like the true, bitchy queen she was. Ashley wasn't even much of a bitch like the other two, she was actually a sweet, gentle, innocent girl, but they had been friends since grade 7, and they made a pact in grade 8 to become the bitchiest queen-bees the world had seen. Emma was a true bitch, and she could even stand up to Chloe if she really wanted to. As Emma walked down the hall of kids staring at her, surprised about the fact that Chloe wasn't there, she giggled a loud, confident signature giggle, the secrets she had told in these halls, the relationships she broke up, the betrayals she had led. She didn't need Chloe, but then she remembered grade 7, the most innocent year in a teen's life. She found her true friends, Ashley and Chloe. They were inseparable. She decided to go down the hill with Ashley to see if Chloe was okay. She steered Ashley back to the entrance of the school, a brilliant, innocent smile on her face, a jumpy strut in her legs.