Snippet #1902628

Angel woke up for school Tuesday morning.
She decided to wear a flowy yellow dress with old leather cowboy boots. She thought it looked nice. She hated being popular because she ALWAYS had to look glamorous, but on the other hand she liked that she always looked glamorous.
Angel put on her mascara and went downstairs. She thought she didn't need anything else. She grabbed a camera and went outside. She snapped a couple pictures of birds and flowers. She needed something for Photography class, because she didn't do it the previous day.
Her iPhone went off. It was just her mom checking in.
Angel looked at her phone background and started to cry. It was her son Jackson. He was 2 today.
She went upstairs, washed her face, and re-applied her mascara.
She remember she needed to ask Beck for something.
She texted "Did you reserve the black room for us? I'm only really comfortable sharing it with you, because I know you.
Kisses!
Angel Jessica"
She hit send and left for school.
Her phone vibrated.
MESSAGE:
I bet your all dying to know who I am, right? But trust me, you all have something in common - I hate everyone of you. You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A
Angel's mouth dropped open. She couldn't have people thinking she's a whore. She wouldn't want that to happen.
((I know we are supposed to be at school, but I wanted to type that.))