*** Club

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If you ever ask Skinny how this first started, she’ll tell you no, she doesn’t know. According to her, this started way before she even met people like us. Like herself.

She’ll tell you no, she had no idea. When she first recruited Star, she had no idea what we’d be doing. It wasn’t her fault at all, none of it was.

It’s kind of fucked up, you know? Skinny used to always say, “Every time you turn on the TV, I’ll be on the screen, wishing you a shitty rest of your life,” and then she’d blow a kiss as Ruby and the rest of us rolled our eyes.

She really only gets calls from Channel 5 News asking her about the “Prom Night Suicide Girl.”

You know, her real name isn’t even Skinny. It’s Lula Jones. And blue isn’t her natural hair color. It’s regular, average brown.

It could have been okay, you know? Sometimes we imagine if that first day of school, maybe Skinny had never talked to Star. Star could have grown up and been normal.

No, we’re not blaming it all on Skinny. She never fucked Star.

You ask us if we wish we never met Star... No.

If we ever wish we never met Lula “Skinny” Jones... well, that’s an entirely other story.
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