I'm Emily Durant, blonde hair, purple eyes, the quintessential "mean girl" in high school. I thrived on social power, relishing in the fear and envy of others. But it was all a mask; a cover for the loneliness and neglect I felt at home. My parents got tired of my spoiled behavior, and my so-called friends ditched me after high school. College was a failure; my tactics didn't work there. Now, I'm desperate for a job, and the only option left is a hostess club run by someone I used to torment.