A/N: This is for Tiff's contest: Once Upon a Time.
Once upon a time, there was a lady called Cassandra. No wait - I don't like her, so I'm going to kill her off. (Bet ya don't mock me now, do ya Miss Perfect? HA!) Cassandra had some kind of relationship with another girl. Her name was either Catherine or Lynette. Oh, I know! Her name was Catelyn.
They both lived in the Land of Secrets (commonly known as High School), where everyone held a secret - from Cheerprincesses to Sword and Shield Jocks. If anyone shared it, it would be considered social suicide, because in less than fifteen minutes every single living being would have knowledge of it.
Catelyn grieved for Cassandra, a little bit, and protected her and Cassandra's secret with her life. Cassandra had trusted her, and she hadn't told anyone. Cassandra had decided to do a good thing for once.
But, on a certain sunny day, a mob of classmates showed up at Catelyn's door step demanding for her to tell them the deceased girl's secret. Catelyn shouted 'no!' several times, but the teenagers (the worst kind of people - the ones with jumpy hormones) had very persuasive ways. One even offered a pair of drop dead gorgeous stiletto boots.
It took Catelyn all the strength she had to resist, and she finally decided she could not stay there any longer, or she would eventually give in and tell them every single secret she knew. She packed her things (including the stiletto boots she had managed to steal from the other girl) and ran. She continued running for weeks, but the mod followed her everywhere (they weren't worried about skipping the royal classes).
Finally, she gave up and fell to her knees, crying. She missed a mall crawl too much. The mob of teenagers, starving for fresh gossip, listened happy to Cassandra's secret. She had cellulite (Mwahahaha!), and then it was time for Catelyn's secret. And she told them, "My secret, and I'm so sorry for telling them, dear author, is that you, readers, should have realized, since the first paragraph, that this story has no plot."
Well, there ya go, Mrs.Robinson my English teacher. Yes, I did forgot I had to write this for homework, so it's now around one a.m. Hope this gets my grades up! (In case you didn't understood, that was a sarcastic comment.)
Written by,
Samantha Cawford

