After Dark: A Story About Lucy And Niall

Chapter 1: Lucy

It was dark and stormy. I was walking home alone after my so-called friends left me in the theaters. For some wierd reason, I felt nervous. Maybe it was because of the rain, or the fact that I was walking alone in Long Beach. Who knows.

I had a lot on my mind. I was thinking about what would be on social media websites after this event. What if everyone started to bully me? What if all of my "friends" started ignoring me? What did I do to deserve this? Was it because I came from a poor Latino family? Why were people so racist here?

I didn't realize, but I had gotten lost. I know it sounds ridiculous, but with everything on my mind, it was hard to realize where I was going. I turned and saw four guys looking at me. Here in Long Beach you fear everything, and everyone. You can get killed the moment you walk out your door. I turned back and started walking faster. I still didn't know where I was, so when some people got in front of the guys, I walked into the nearest store. I looked around, and I saw them. My "friends."

Let me tell you a little bit about them. There are four people in this little gang, or group, or whatever you want to call it. There were two guys, and two girls. The girls' names were Monica and America. The guys' names were Noe and Kevin. The rumors that spread around the school, they were the schools biggest bullies. They wanted to be famous actors and actrizes, so I guess they put all their practice into bullying people. Based on the rumors, they tricked nerds, new students, geeks, etc, into thinking that they were your best friends. Then, at the exact moment, they took pictures of you, mostly naked, during sleepovers or something, and they put it on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. If you were "lucky" they even put you on Pinterest and Google. I never believed those rumors, but now, I wish I would've believed those rumors, and been prepared. You just don't know what to expect in highschool.

I went into the restroom, into one of the stalls, to hide. After a while, I heard the door open, and some giggling. It was the two girls, Monica and America. Their laughs were really annoying, but I never wanted to admit it to myself because they were my friends, they were, now they aren't. Then I realized they were talking about me. Monica was saying, "She is so stupid though. She really thought we were going to hang out with someone like her. Hell no. That would never happen."

America replied, "I know! I mean, just look at her clothes! They are hiddeous."

"I know what we should do."

This is the part I'd feared.

Monica continued, "Ok, we all know she has a Facebook. Right? So we should hack into it. She is so stupid she would believe anything we tell her. She is going to believe that we didn't want to leave her, and that we heard her voice somewhere ahead of us, and so we left following the voice. She is going to let us go into her phone or laptop, thinking we are going to call or email someone, but instead we hack into her accounts."

"That is a great idea. No saliste tan estupida como pense. Wait, okay. If we are going to post a picture of her using her account, she will be able to see it. Then she will delete it. It wouldn't be any good."

"There is one tiny little detail you are forgetting. We can share the picture, save it on our phone, and then share it on all those other sites. Then if for some reason she has real friends and they are able to delete every picture, we can repost it. Lucy will never-"

Then I did something crazy. I opened the stall door. They looked surprised, well duh! Anyways, I looked at them like I was really glad to see them and I said, "Hey guys! I am so glad to see you. Where did you go?"

America said, "Um... we thought you had tricked us and you went around, so when you...uh....um..." She looked over at Monica, who still hadn't gotten over the shock.