Based on a true story

chapter 2

I made a quick lunge for the phone in her evil little hands but missed by a mile. Lizzy smirked proudly and reviled a black screen.

"Your the devil" I muttered attempting to regain my former composer. I felt my face burn and unconsciously checked around the room to make sure no one had seen my little 'outburst'.

"The one and only" she said smugly as I returned to the table. I couldnt help but smile as the image of her phone in pieces danced through my brain.

Sydney and jamie sat talking to one another but I wasn't listening. Brianna tapped on my shoulder and offered a sympathetic look which I returned with a groan as my head hit the table.

Now your probably asking yourself, why someone would feel the need to create a private life online and then react in such a way when they were 'found out'. And no there's nothing perverted or sick about it in this case.

Truth be told I was always incredibly self conscious about everything. I had somewhat of a stutter in my younger years and to this day try my best not to talk in class unless of course im 134% sure I know the answer.

Throughout my life I had panic attacks over the smallest of things and in most cases wouldn't hand I work because I wouldn't be confident in it.

Yes I was a semi-self- conscious loser but I was a proud one (and yes I am aware of just how conflicting that sounds!)

And now thanks to my inability to choke back my words after a slight slip up my friends knew of one of my biggest secrets.

I was snapped out of my daze by a flying object most likely a pen and decided it would be best not to question it.

The shrill scream of the bell was heard and I gathered up my books to head to my next class.