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Calum opened his door immediately.
"July are you alright?" He asked.
"No," I cried.
I now had a huge slap mark on my cheek and a bruise on my forehead from slamming into the door. He took me into his room and gave me a hug.
"July, who is pretending to be you on Instagram?"
"These two bullies at school," I sobbed.
"Okay, look I have an idea,"
"Yeah?"
"I'm guessing Mom and Dad didn't believe you?"
"Yeah," I said, carefully looking down and attempting to hide my cheek. But it was too late, he saw the mark.
"Did Dad hit you?" He asked, softly.
"Um..." I blushed.
"Yeah, but it doesn't really hurt," I said, although it was stinging.
"Now that is NOT OKAY," He yelled.
"Okay look July, first we are going to report this account a numbers of times."
So we reported them on all four of Calum's accounts and both my accounts.
"Four accounts Calum?" I said raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I just kinda forget the password and make a new one. I have no idea why," He laughed.

After that Calum sighed.
"July, Mom and Dad aren't going to believe it's not you so I need you to get their phones while I distract them. But first we are going to make a second account under your name."
"Third," I corrected him.
He playfully punched me.
"Okay a third account. And we'll make the username as close to the fake one as possible," He said.
I finally understood his thinking. If we could get them to believe the new account that we created was the fake one they might think I stopped posting and leave me alone.

We made the new account very quickly. It was called @july__summers123 which was almost the exact same as the other account. We tried to get it the same amount of followers, which wasn't a lot and we followed the same amount of people. Then Calum raced downstairs to distract Mom and Dad. I though he was going to have a friendly conversation with them but he did the exact opposite. He confronted them about slapping me.
"Just great," I thought.

I snuck downstairs. Calum had got them into the kitchen so their phones were unattended in the living room. I grabbed them both and unfollowed and blocked the stupid, fake account on both phones and followed the new one. Then I placed the phones back in their original position and ran upstairs. The plan was a success.

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