Fake || Kla727

- It All Started With a Rumor -

I really didn't want to get up today for school. I was really convinced that it wasn't a good idea to go. With everything that happened yesterday? No. I would rather not exist. Why do I keep on thinking like that?!?! There is really something wrong with me.

"I'm not coming down!" I yelled from my bedroom.

"Honey, you can't stay in your room forever..." said my mom.
"Maybe they never saw it." What was that woman thinking?! Of coarse they saw it!

"Yeah right...and maybe unicorns dance around our house as we sleep..." I was born with the talent of sarcasm.

"Just come down... You need to go to school!"

"No thanks! I'd rather be homeschooled..."

"Well, it's too late for that!"

"Ugh!!!" I really, really, really, really don't want to go. Lets just say that, if I go, the worst that can happen is everything.

I slipped out of bed and got dressed into some really simple clothes without caring; jeans and a hoodie, advertising my favorite band. I ran downstairs, grabbed my school bag, and left for school.

--- The Day Before ---

My brother ran down the stairs rapidly looking for something or someone.

"Ready to go?!" he asked me.

"Go where?!"

"Zane's house! Remember?!"

"Oh yeah! I forgot we had plans!" I always forget about our plans.

When we arrived to Zane's house, I realized that he had a friend over. He popped out of a corner and scared the life out of me. As I walked to the other side of the porch he slapped me in the butt. All I know is that if he continues, he's gonna go to the hospital needing a hotdog donor.

"Who's this?" asked the disgusting human being.

"Oh yeah... This is Paige. She's like one of us." explained Zane.

"Paige, this is Derrick..."

I crouched down on the wooden porch like a guy would. It never occurred at the time that it was unladylike cause I was always one of the guys. I didn't want to bother my brother and his friends so I just played on my phone. I didn't think he would have a friend over. Click!

"Why did I just hear a camera?"

Derrick and Zane just sat there laughing hysterically as my brother sat there confused. For some odd reason I didn't wanna know why. I wanted to know if it was good or bad; but to find out, I would need to hear why.

"Why are you taking pictures of me?!" I said again. This time it was louder and firm. I felt strong.

"What's going on?!" I whispered to my brother (his name is Jonas by the way).

He shrugged his shoulders. We gave each other that look that said "I have a plan." I nodded at the very slightest to give him the okay.
He leaned in very slowly toward Zane and Derrick acting as if he was trying to join the fun. When he got close enough, he snatched the phone and we ran into the playground across the street. We climbed into the playground equipment. It was like a maze made of tubes. We got inside and looked at the phone's screen. It was definitely a picture of me and it definitely wasn't good.
When Derrick took the picture, my face wasn't so pleasant. Since I was crouching like a guy, it looked really raunchy. It was captioned with "Fuck me. I'm a slut." I about died when I read that. My eyes filled with tears. He sent it to one of the biggest big-mouths of the entire school. All I could do was pull my hood up and walk back home which was only a few blocks away.
I didn't know what to think. I felt so many emotions at once I was gonna drown. It's not fair. Why did he do it? Was it a terrible joke? Could've he been mad at me for not accepting his butt-slap? I don't know.
At dinner time, I wasn't hungry. I tried to calm myself down by calling my friend Trinity, but when she answered the phone, I opened my mouth and nothing came out. A few tears went down my cheeks and that was it. I kept on hearing her say "Hello? Umm...? Is anyone there?" Until she finally hung up. I texted my Mom what happened even though she was just downstairs. I didn't want to hear my voice. I was ashamed of it. I was ashamed of myself. Why couldn't I be a girly girl and cross my legs? Why couldn't have my face looked a little bit more innocent when he took that photo? Dammit, it looked too realistic.
All I could do was sit in a small corner; not able to eat, not able to talk, not able to do anything. I felt numb. It was like my soul was somewhere else and my body was stuck here on this terrible planet.
Now, I wanna just die. Did I just think that?!?!?! Did I really just wanna die for a second?!?!