You didn't know why, but since your first day at Riverdale High, Cheryl had hated you.

She was cold and mean even to the good. People said she was a bad person, but she wasn't because there was more behind that façade.

On your first day, you walked in, and immediately, her eyes were on you: the little rainbow pin on your backpack and "WLW" written on your wrist in pen.

Over the weeks, you became beloved at Riverdale High. You were sweet and friendly, yet you had a big mouth and a smug grin.

The truth was that she was jealous with every fiber of her being, but not because of your fabulous looks. She was gifted with divine beauty herself. It was the fact that you could be yourself.

Her family was highly homophobic and would never accept her. She wanted what you had and hated that she could never have it.

Over the weeks, you found it fun to annoy her. She didn't find it funny at all; it only made things worse, but you didn't stop.

She had just finished cheerleading practice and the school was pretty much empty when she heard footsteps behind her. She knew it was you when she heard that annoying buzz.