get into my room, tack up a picture, and get out. Did this mean she was innocent? Was she really
 
 not my stalker? Not the killer?
 
 No. I refused to believe it. Until I figured out who S.O. was or found out something majorly
 
 disturbing about Astrid or someone else, Ivy was still the only person with a real motive. The only
 
 person with a psycho stare. The only person who had both a motive to kill Cheyenne and a motive
 
 to stalk me. Maybe she had an accomplice. Maybe she'd gotten Jillian or someone else to put the
 
 picture up while I was in the bathroom. Or maybe the photo had been there all afternoon and I
 
 just hadn't noticed it.
 
 I quickly opened up my laptop and typed up a new e-mail to Noelle.
 
 99
 
 Noelle,
 
 I think Ivy killed Cheyenne. You need to be careful. She told me everything about what happened
 
 with her grandmother your junior year. She blames you for everything. Please. If you won't talk to
 
 me, at least watch your back.
 
 -Reed
 
 My fingers trembling, I sent the e-mail into the ether, just hoping that Noelle would read it. That
 
 maybe there was some tiny soft spot left in her heart that trusted me enough to at least open an
 
 e-mail.
 
 Ivy had to be the culprit. She had to be. Because if she wasn't, then I was truly at a loss. And the
 
 enemy could be anyone.
 
 100
 
 NEW QUEEN BITCH
 
 Amberly Carmichael was getting on my last nerve.As I sat alone at a table in the conservatory on
 
 Friday night, she led a group of Billings Girls up to the Coffee Carma counter like she owned the
 
 place. Which I suppose she did, technically. But just the counter. Not the entire school. And just to
 
 make things worse, the girls she was with--Missy, Lorna, and even Rose, Kiki, and Portia--trailed
 
 after her as if she was the new queen bee. As if they were in awe of her. Of a twitty little freshman
 
 who would have prostrated herself at their feet a few weeks ago for the mere privilege of talking
 
 to them. It was all so very, very wrong.
 
 "Daddy wanted to go to Australia this Christmas. Can you believe it?" Amberly said, loud enough