Shay Mitchell plays Arianne 

Co written by: Achente 

"Now look at me I'm sparkling; A firework, a dancing flame; You won't ever put me out again

I'm glowin', oh, whoa." Part of Me ~ Katy Perry

So we meet again, Arianne.

Wow it's been long hasn't it? Maybe because of you I didn't mind dying, after all your existence in my past life was not a good thing.

This is getting confusing so I'll just start writing about what happened as usual.

Arianne, I always admired you, you know? I admired that you treated everyone equally, never looking down or up at anybody. I mean, we're all human, right?

You might be surprised.

No offense but you weren't the most popular one in the groups. Well, I'm one to talk. Being betrayed by so many 'friends' doesn't count as popular now does it?

You were one of those quiet people and you never talked to anyone besides your own little group of friends. The clean and innocent group.

You might not remember but we go way back. Back to middle school even.

Unlike the rest of the girls, we were neutral. We would never talk to each other unless necessary, and we would nod in acknowledgement. I don't know, I think I like that kind of peace and respect.

But you know that stopped.

It was a normal Wednesday, in seventh grade, and we exchanged giggles with each other when someone did something embarrassing. Until Marisol, who was sitting next to you, showed you something.

That's when the fun and games ended and the neutralness we once had disappeared.

Even after death I never found out about what Marisol showed you, that sneaky little weasel.

  I think that was about the time where Marisol and I had the biggest fall-out in our friendship history. She claimed it was only a gossip magazine. What was it really, Marisol?  

After that, everything went downward.

No more glances.

No more nods.

What did you see me as?

A demon?

A monster?

It hurts you know?

I still remember what you said to me when we were in the halls a few weeks before. 

I tried talking to you and you yelled, not even at me. You were yelling... to your boyfriend... Parker. 

"Get it away from me!" 

I looked around trying to find that 'it' you were talking about until I realized you were talking about me.

The only words you ever said to me was, "I hate you." Eventually, I thought about that too. 

I mean, one of the reasons why I'm dead is because... I also hate who I am.

It's not the simple looks and all, it's my mistakes and flaws. 

But I still have a question, if you treated everyone equally, how come you singled me out? Am I not even worthy enough to be human? I mean, I'm sure I didn't do anything to you.

After that, you started making a big point of hating or become disgusted of me.

During junior year, you were one of the girls with Jewel, who 'hated' me.

I guess I'll never find out why, huh?

I hope it satisfies you that I am actually in hell now.

The girl who you called an 'it',

Natalie