I went to school early the next morning to take care of some business. I told the barbies to meet by Morgan’s locker. We stood there watching as Morgan opened her locker. Tons and tons of Twinkies had fallen out as soon as she opened it. Everyone’s heads turned and the hall got quite as her face got redder and redder. Claire started making pig sounds and soon everyone in the hall was oinking at her as she ran out of school. I felt like I should have chased after her but all I could do was laugh. Not even Devin glaring at me from down the hall could ruin the high I had right now.
Later that night while I was at dinner with my family, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was text from Devin: “good job, I think you’ve reached maximum bitchability.” I’m not so sure why he thinks I care. I mean that’s the whole point. I didn’t even respond.
The next day in school I looked all around for Morgan. I couldn’t find her, she was absent, an abnormity for her. I couldn’t find Devin either at that point I was concerned.
Breella Davis please report to the office
Oh shit. I walked down to the office trying to ignore the looks everyone was giving me like I killed someone. I walked into the office where I saw Devin sitting. His eyes were red like he was fighting tears. The principal called me in and I sat down across from him.
“ ms. Davis. Its been brought to my attention that you and some other girls have been harassing Morgan west. Is that correct?” he said.
