[/quote]To: Piper Lancaster
Message:
Don't understand what? After all of that, you still think I don't know you. A does her research... ;) -- A
From: Blocked Number
The texts were coming in quicker now, and after everything that she had been through this morning, Piper was practically hysterical. There was no words for how she was feeling right now that would clearly explain everything. She hated the way that she had been made to feel by this anonymous person, and she wanted to curl up into a little ball in the corner of that bathroom and cry herself into a long sleep. Although, she had already made herself look too weak as it was; she was Piper Lancaster, cheer leader, for god's sake. She wasn't supposed to be hiding and crying in the bathrooms at school.
[/quote]To: Blocked Number
Message:
A... who are you? What do you want with me? What has possessed you to take a hold of my emotions and shake them around like this, bending me to your will? You know I'll cave in...
From: Piper Lancaster
As Piper text back her response to this mysterious "A" character, she felt her phone vibrate, and the threatening message that warned her not to tell anyone stared her back in the face. She wasn't the only one to receive this message, as she saw Dayna's face pale too; she was getting the same texts as the brunette girl was. And "A" had to be watching if she knew that they were all talking about it, including Robbie, who had stuck his head around the bathroom door. However, she didn't move as everyone shuffled out of the bathroom, leaving herself and Quinn alone. She hadn't spoken to Quinn in a while, and maybe, just maybe, talking to a girl who wasn't involved in everything. "Hey Quinn." She said softly, calling through the cubical door that she had slid into. However, before the other girl could reply, Jason freely walk into the girl's toilet, and took over her conversation.
In the end, she just stood in the mirror, reapplying her make up. She had to look somewhat presentable, right?
Robbie Devaux
Robbie hadn't done the right thing by sticking his head around the door, as he was practically ignored by everyone. They didn't say anything to him, or answer his question; hell, they didn't even acknowledge that he was there. Soon though, Neb pushed past him and made her way back to the classroom, and he couldn't help but follow her, frowning as he did so. They were always so close, but after that night a few weeks ago, they had fallen apart. He was worried about it; it was rare that she was sick, and every time that she was, he was always there to give her a hot water bottle, or snuggle up next to her under the duvet watching a chick flick, helping her sweat it out. He hated the fact that she was barely talking to him.
His phone buzzed again, and with dread in his heart, he lifted the phone up and read the text, as he made his way into the classroom. He ignored the teachers ranting as he sat down in his seat, next to his best friend once more.
[/quote]To: Blocked Number
Message:
You don't know anything about me, "A." You just happened to be at a party where I had sex with my best friend, and probably hacked in to some computer or file and found out about my disgusting pervert of a father. And go on then, enlighten me. Why is she feeling sick? Did you do something to her? Oh, and what's this "or else?" Mhm?
From: Robert Devaux
Robbie sank back in his seat and threw his phone gently onto the desk in front of him. This person was playing with his mind, and it seemed almost impossible to him that someone could know everything about him. "A" probably knew about his brain tumor then too, if they knew these other things about him. There wasn't much that "A" could hold against him with that - "Oh yes, I'm going to tell everyone you're dying." He sighed and rested his hands on the back of his head as he sat there, waiting for a reply from his mysterious stalker. His eyes darted around the room, looking for any sign of Dayna, but she hadn't come back to class yet. Hadn't he seen her leave the toilets? He let the thought pass through his mind though, and focused on thinking up ways he could patch up his relationship with his best friend, Mousy.