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Dayna Everly

Just because I'm a blonde cheerleader doesn't mean I'm dumb

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a character in “Buckle Up”, as played by CuteAsKaylah

Description

Dayna Everly
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Nicknames:
N/A

Age:
17

Gender:
female

Sexual Orientation:
heterosexual

Clique:
Cheerleader

Description:
Dayna is about 5'9 and weighs a moderate amount. She has glossy honey blonde hair, that reaches her mid back. Her skin is a clear golden tan tone. That tans easily and stays tan all year pretty much. She also burns easily. Dayna has long legs and a moderate sized torso. She is curvy but is lean and toned. She has a flat stomach which is pierced and has a butterfly jewel. She has gorgeous brown eyes that in a certain light can appear green or blue. She has 2 piercing in her lower ear as well as her cartilage pierced

Personality:
Dayna is pretty easy going. She's the girl who doesn't judge her friends based on cliques. She gets along with most of the guys because of her laid back personality. Dayna loves a good party, her dad is never home so she often throws them. Her parents don't really care what she does as long as she stays in school and doesn't get pregnant. She is very loyal also. She is really protective of her friends and if a friend needs her she wont back down. That's just who she is. She also loves a good challenge. She is super competitive and very athletic. Though she is often considered ditzy or naive. Although she has one of the highest GPA's in her whole grade and has straight A's.

Likes:
Dance (since she was 3), Cheerleading (Since middle school), Parties, Flirting, Boys, her pug Moxie, her collie Jo

Dislikes:
pictures from her childhood, her step-mom, her step-sister, cats, fakes, Veggies

Fears:
lightning, moving in with her dad, thunder, becoming fat

Skills:
dance, cheerleading, guitar, sewing, schetching

Not so Skills:
basketball, her temper, saving money, jealousy

Secrets:
Over the summer she hooked up with a guy she met named Todd.
She has been bolemic since she was 14 and her bolemia became so severe she faints due to lack of food.
She secretly has become a swimsuit/lingerie model over the summer


Crush:
Robert

Relationship Status:
single

History:
Growing up Dayna had everything she wanted. Her parents spoiled her to hide their problems or to make up for it. She was a very self conscious child. When all her friends were wearing training bra's she was a B cup. Not to mention she had seductive eyes. She had old men staring at her all her life. When her dad left them for his slutty secretary she became very rebellious. And she rebelled with the only thing she knew to rebel with: her body. So she became very friendly with boys and loved to show off her body. Now she's become a swimsuit model showing off her God given curves. Can she keep it a secret?

juicypeaches

Other:
she has an extreme allergy to bumble bees

Average Post Length:
107.64 words

So begins...

Dayna Everly's Story

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To: Rita Estrada

Message:
Hi Rita ;) Just Curious; Ho do you think the cheerleaders would feel if they knew you were bi? Let's hope they don't have to find out. xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Piper Lancaster

Message:
Hi Pipes ;) How's the whole 'gay' thing going? Still having nightmares? A shame. xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Dayna Everly

Message:
Hey Dayna ;) A lingerie model? Really? And you being bulimic and everything! Looking for attention from a certain someone, are we? What a whore. xxx - A

From: Blocked Number


To: Nikolai Belikov

Message:
Nikolai, how are your stuffed toys? Hope it's not getting in the way of being a fashion designer ;) xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Quinn Lythe

Message:
Quinny, honey! xx How's that whole 'crushing on a cheerleader' thing going? It must be driving you insane! Oops - bad choice of words? ;) -- A

From: Blocked Number


(That's everyone, then! Basically, it will be Monday Morning, when everyone is on their way to school, and stuff. We'll say... October 3rd? Yeah, that seems okay. So they have been back for about a month. This is their first text they get, and they can reply by the way!)

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Piper Lancaster

Image This ain't a love song, this is goodbyee... Sung the alarm clock as the set time flashed across the LCD screen. A pale hand came out of the duvet to stroke the fluffy head of the small puppy that lay next to her on her bed, and she smiled ever so slightly. "Morning, Jackson." She mumbled, before then popping her out into the bright sunlight. Mornings were never something that Piper Lancaster had been very good at, and she was usually pretty groggy in the mornings. Although today, she was feeling a little better than usual. She wasn't feeling like going back to sleep again and staying in bed all day. She didn't feel like shouting at someone if they came in to annoy her. She just felt good. Something about today... mhm, it just felt as if something was going to be different, and it was going to be good. Which spurred her on a little to be happy.

After jumping out of bed, having a shower, and getting dressed into this, Piper felt even better than she had done when she woke up, and as she came down the stairs with a smile on her face. However, that smile instantly faltered when she saw the letter on the large, ornate dining table. She picked it up with a sigh, her father's fancy handwriting flowing across the folded piece of paper. "Dear Piper, I'm sorry I can't be with you for breakfast, but have a good day and I'll see you for dinner. Love, Dad." That's all it said. The messages that her father left on the table had dwindled in size over the years, and instead of getting a couple of paragraphs, she now only gets a sentence or two. She threw the letter into the nearest waste paper basket, and dashed to the kitchen to pop a slice of toast into the toaster. She tried not to let the whole thing with her father bother her, and kept that happy smile on her face as she nibbled on her buttery toast.

When she was finished, she walked out to her Aston Martin DB9 that was parked in the garage (yes, her father liked to buy her affection) and climbed in. She had sold her last car after... the accident that she had in it. When her father had asked why she wanted to get rid of her gorgeous little mini, she said it was because she wanted a larger, smarter looking car. The wheel felt unfamiliar to her as she clasped her hands around it, and reversed out of the garage, before she began speeding towards school. Once she arrived, after about ten minutes of driving or so, she parked her flashy car near the front of the school, where the rest of the cheer squad parked their cars. A sigh emitted from Piper's lips as she pulled her school bag out of the back seat, seeing the red and white outfit laying screwed up on top. She hated being a cheerleader - but if it made her father proud of her, she'd keep doing it for as long as she possibly could. Her thought train was interrupted when her iPhone bleeped, and she pulled it out of her pocket, wondering who could be texting her at this time in the morning.

It could have been one of her fellow cheerleaders, like Rita, or Dayna, or it could have been Quinn, the girl that she had started speaking to briefly in history and PE lessons, the two that they had together. However, what was on her screen, she had not been expecting at all.

To: Piper Lancaster

Message:
Hi Pipes ;) How's the whole 'gay' thing going? Still having nightmares? A shame. xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


The phone nearly fell out of her hands as her eyes re-read the text for what seemed like the thousandth time. Her fingers fumbled over the touch screen as she quickly typed back, her heart feeling like it was pounding out of her chest. Who could know? Not only that she wasn't completely straight, but who could know about.... about that night... on that dark, back road... Tears threatened to fall over her eyes as she stood there, and she dipped her head to the floor, trying to avoid anyone's gaze at that moment in time. She had taken the nonchalant way out, denying everything accused of her in the text. Of course, all of it was true - but she hadn't told anyone...

To: Blocked Number

Message:
Who is this? What do you mean about nightmares? And Gay? Do you know who I am?

From: Piper Lancaster

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Dayna Everly's iphone dock station buzzed violently. Signaling to her to wake up. She rolled over slightly and groaned. Then with a not so gentle force she pressed the snooze button.
"Damned phone" She groaned. Finally after groggily rolling in her bed she stood up and walked over to her favorite room in the whole house. Her fully stocked closet filled with clothes picked out by her personal stylist to fit her every desire. Was she spoiled? Hell Yeah! And loving it. She took a nice long shower to calm her nerves. She stood in front of her full body mirror and sucked in her stomach, prepared to criticize every part of her glowing, lean, curved body. But instead she just sat down and did her hair. Then she patiently applied her eye makeup and lip gloss. Until it reached her standards enough for her to hurry and get dressed. After carefully selecting her outfit she chose this.
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Once she was done she headed downstairs. Making her overly perky dogs bark in slight annoyance. She stuck her tongue at them. Once she spotted her pug moxie she picked her up and cradled her in her arms. Jo trailed behind her and moxie wagging her massive furry tail. She put her dogs down and filled their doggies bowls. Before making herself some pancakes.
She was about to eat when her phone buzzed.
To: Dayna Everly

Message:
Hey Dayna ;) A lingerie model? Really? And you being bulimic and everything! Looking for attention from a certain someone, are we? What a whore. xxx - A

From: Blocked Number


Dayna felt herself shaking. What the hell? She had no enemies she wasn't as bitchy as most of the cheerleaders. The whole thing made no sense. She stared at the text for another second before furiously typing back.

To: Blocked number

message:
WHo the hell do you think you are? Don't you dare judge me. I am not afraid of you. SO just tell me what you want so we can get this over with.

From: Dayna

Suddenly losing her appetite she quickly grabbed the keys to her car. A white Range Rover she got for her sweet sixteen. It was totally personalized for her. The seats had her initials embroidered on them, she had custom tire rims, everything she wanted. She originally had a convertible but now that serves as her back up vehcle Her father bought it for her. And in her mind everything he buys her is just guilt money.
Sorry for leaving you and your mom for a slut half my age.... but here's a car. No Deal Dirtbag.

After driving for about fifteen minuets she pulled into the school quad. There wasn't a sign or anything but the quad was for the cheerleaders, jocks, and overall hotties. Anyone else was committing social suicide. She looked around for other cheerleaders.

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"Come on, Ralph, we're going to be late!" Rita hollered. She stood by the door, dressed in a low-cut, tight fitting tank-top; tight jeans; and 3" heels. Her raven colored hair was tied up in her signature high ponytail with a red ribbon.

"Jeeze, Rita, I'm coming!" Ralph grumbled, storming down the hall with his pack dragging on the floor.

"It wouldn't hurt for you to hurry once in a while," Rita snorted, noting the way her brother was taking his time, almost deliberately.

"Yeah, well apperantly you've forgotten what it's like to lug around a full middle school pack. And besides, what's the rush? School doesn't start for like - another 45 minutes."

"Well I like to get there early," Rita snorted. She didn't bother elaborating. It wasn't just the simple desire to arrive on campus before school started to hang out with her friends that drove her leave as early as she did. While Rita's friends all drove big shiny cars, such as Dayna's Range Rover or Piper's sports car, Rita was stuck with an old unremarkable Honda sedan. Her parents had got it used, cheap. Oh, how she howled with protest when she saw it. A car was as much a fashion statement as a purse or a pair of shoes. But her parents had put thier foot down. A car's a car, they told her. You're too old for us to be buying you the latest and greatest everything. If you want a better car, save your money and buy it yourself, just like you do your clothes. Of course, Rita had no cash to spare. So she was forced to park in the farthest, most obscure corner of the parking lot. If one of her friends saw her in that old jalopy, she was finished.

"One of these days I ought to just leave you behind," she told her brother as she threw her stuff in the car. Ralph didn't say anything. He knew as well as Rita that she would never do such a thing. She respected her brother too much to do such a thing. The two got in the car and set off to school without another word to one another. Ralph took out his phone, and began playing a game, while Rita drove.

Suddenly, her own phone buzzed. Rita let out a shout of alarm. As usual, she'd tucked it in her cleavage on par with the latest fashion. She wasn't expecting a text this early in the morning - if it was an emergency, her parents would call Ralph, and her friends usually didn't text this early in the morning. She fumbled for her phone, but it slipped down her shirt. Ralph was watching the whole thing, and let out a snicker.

"Shut up! It's not funny."

"No texting while driving," he quipped.

Rita ignored him. She checked the caller ID to see who it was. Blocked number. Probably a sales call, she thought. Nah. More like a scam. My warranty has probably expired, again. I got to block my calls. She returned her phone to her cleavage.

Arriving first at her brother's school, she pulled up to the drop-off zone and let Ralph off. Before he could fully exit his seat, Rita reached out grabbed his shirt, then pulled him in for an awkward hug.

"Bye, Ralph."

"Bye, Rita." Ralph didn't to return Rita's hug, probably because some 8th grade girls were chattering nearby. But Rita didn't care. She was actually doing Ralph a favor. If the girls saw Ralph with a beautiful woman, they'd try all the harder to impress him. He was too cute for them not to want anyway. If only all the guys were as cute and sweet as little Ralph.

Rita proceeded alone to her Prep school. Her usual space was open, and she slid inside. She exited her car, then hurried away from it, careful to make sure no body important saw her arrive or anywhere near her car. The Range Rover and the sports car were already there, meaning at least two of her fellow cheer teammates were already at school. Sure enough, as she entered campus, Rita spotted at least one of them immediately, her best fr-enemy, Dayna; who looked almost as full, deep bosomed, and sexy as Rita herself - albeit much thinner. Putting her customary smile on, Rita approached her.

"Hey, Dayna!" she hailed her. "What's up?"

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To: Blocked Number

Message:
Who is this? What do you mean about nightmares? And Gay? Do you know who I am?

From: Piper Lancaster


To: Piper Lancaster

Message:
Don't bother playing dumb... I. Know. Everything. -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Blocked Number

Message:
WHo the hell do you think you are? Don't you dare judge me. I am not afraid of you. SO just tell me what you want so we can get this over with.

From: Dayna Everly


To: Dayna Everly

Message:
You're not really in the position to talk back to me, are you? I'd watch that lipstick smeared mouth of yours, if I were you. And as for what I want? Nothing... yet ;) -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Abrianna Jones

Message:
How's the baby? Any names in mind yet? You know, it would be such a pity to kill yourself with a child on the way ;) -- A

From: Blocked Number

To: Tokishio

Message:
Murderer. xx -- A

From: Blocked Number

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Dayna turned around after hearing her name. To see Rita standing there. She sighed then chastised herself she was so jumpy because of that stupid text, god keep your cool. She smiled back "Hey she said slinging her backpack on her shoulder. It wasn't really a backpack but a old Birkin that was way too big to use as a purse. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and leaned on her car.
"I'm so tired," She said. The comment over all was unneeded, she was always tired. Everyone knew that even her teachers didn't call on her first period. She ran a hand through her soft, hair which was currently in natural waves. Then she felt her phone buzz in her backpack. She was waiting to see what that unknown number wrote. I mean seriously nobody knew about her modeling job. The company she modeled for was a popular emagazine in London. Why would anybody here know.
SHe instead kept her cool and ignored it.
"SO any boys you've seen caught your eye yet?" She asked rolling her eyes. Every guy in the school wanted Rita. The question was did they want to date Rita? Or do Rita?
. It was tiring really. All the guys that didn't try to hook up with Rita tried to hook up with her. Failed attempts of course. The only guy in the school or at least the only guy she knew not obsessed with sex was Rob. She smiled to herself just at the thought of him. That goofy love struck smile you get that sends chills up your spine to your toes and makes you feel like butterflies are in your chest. She opened up a new message.
To: Robert<3

Message:
Hey, are you at school yet? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?

From: Dayna


She decided to leave that topic alone. Since last time she checked the squad still believed she was the last virgin. She planned to keep it that way. It would be terrible if she broke that. Even more terrible if the squad found out she was crying about her daddy he comforted her (A.K.A he gave her alot to drink and pretended to care) and she in return slept with him and never saw him again. That can never happen. It wasn't supposed to Sex is supposed to be about love. Not daddy issues. She decided instead to pretend like it never happened because it should have never happened.

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Piper Lancaster

Piper still stood there, frozen in fear as she started down at her phone. If anyone walked past her right now, they would probably assume that she had just been given some very bad news like her Grandma had died or something like that; but they would never know the truth. Someone knew her deepest, darkest secrets. Someone knew. How could they know? She hadn't told anyone, ever what had happened, or that she was sometimes attracted to women, or anything about her father, or the nightmares. How could this... "A" know everything. This text haunted her as she locked the door to her car, and almost robotically walked to class. She dodged around Dayna and Rita, two of her cheer leading friends that were chatting in the corridors, however, she barely saw them. She felt tears welling in her eyes still as she briefly popped to her locked, and pulled out the books that she would need for her lesson.

As she stood there, Piper felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and her heart almost stop in anticipation of what she would see. She continued to grab her books and slip them into her bag, ignoring the tardy bell that was going off behind her and all around her. When she was done, she weaved in and out of the bustling people in the corridors, running late into their lessons, until she was in the girl's bathrooms. She didn't want to go to her lesson if she was going to be receiving texts like this all day, and she took a few seconds to compose herself before braving up enough to look at her phone.

To: Piper Lancaster

Message:
Don't bother playing dumb... I. Know. Everything. -- A

From: Blocked Number
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How was this person doing this? How did they knew everything? Her hands shook ever so slightly as she stood there, a tear escaping down her cheek. She didn't bother to wipe it away, there wasn't any point - more would probably follow. She quickly tapped back a response, her tears beginning to hit the screen at a steady pace now.

To: Blocked Number

Please... why are you doing this? Just stop texting me. You don't know anything about me.

From: Piper Lancaster
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Robbie Devaux

Robbie's fingers delicately tinkled over the piano in his grandmother's conservatory, the old lady sitting there next to him with her eyes closed, taking in every note that the played. He was playing one of her favourite pieces, Debussy's Clair De Lune, the first piece that she had ever taught him on the piano. It came naturally to him now, the keys drummed into his mind as he play them, without even having to look down at them. It was the same routine every morning for the two of them. Every day, before school, Robbie would play at least one song to his Grandma before he left. It was his favourite time of the day.

When his fingers played the final note, and he took his foot off of the peel, his grandmother's eyes opened, and she beamed a proud smile in his direction. "Oh Robbie. You're brilliant at that now." She spoke, her hand caressing her grandson's cheek softly.
"Really Nan? I think I was a little fast at one point... Oh well, I'll have to practice it later. I have to go now, I'll see you tonight, okay? I'll be in a little late though, I'm going to pop over and see Nev. She hasn't been feeling well lately." His grandmother understood and wished him luck in his day. Soon, he was sitting in the drivers seat side of his car, a classic Chevy Impala, registration in the year 1967, and he was speeding off in the direction of school. He did think about taking his motorbike today, but with the weather being so hot, his car provided more protection.

By the time he reached the school however, the tardy bell was just coming to an end, and he climbed out of the car in a hurry. He had almost forgotten to pick up his phone from the dashboard when he heard it vibrate, reminding him of it's existence. "Why, thank you phone." He grinned, picking it up to see who it was from. He had expected it to be from Nev, despite their awkward situation at the moment; they had slept together almost two months ago now, with a lot of liquor in their systems, and everything seemed uncomfortable. He hated it being like this - the two of them had been so close throughout childhood. However, when he looked down at his screen, the text wasn't from who he expected at all.

To: Robert Devaux

Message:
Tut tut tut, Robbie. I know what you did at that party ;) I thought you would have had an aversion to sex, after what your father did? xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number
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Robbie felt his stomach churn as he read the text, moving his feet towards class as he re-read it, over and over again. Who the hell could know about his father? No-one did - not even Nev had been told about his abuse. It made him sick to know that someone wanted to bring that pain back up for him, to remind him again and again the horror that his father had put him through. "Oh, sorry." He spoke softly as he bumped into someone, only barely registering it to be Dayna Everly, the girl he had been crushing on for years. However, right now, he didn't have time for her, and he made his way into history class, one of the many classes that he had with Nev.

He made some poor excuse to the teacher about traffic when he walked in late to the lesson, and he quickly made his way to his seat, the one right next to his best friend. However, he had something different than a smile to offer her this morning, and he looked at her in confusion as he whispered to her, "did you tell anyone about the party?" He completely ignored his teammate Jason who was sitting behind her; right now, he had more things to worry about.

He briefly checked his phone again as he received a few more texts, his heart jumping for a second before he realized that one was from Nev, the other, Dayna. He tapped a quick reply back to the blonde underneath the table, hoping the teacher wouldn't see. As for the brunette next to him, yes, they were going to have to talk, but he wasn't going to wait until lunch to do it.

To: Dayna <3

Message:
I'm sorta' in lesson now, but I'll be able to see you at lunch if you like? :) xx

From: Robbie
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To: Mouse

Message:
I can't wait until lunch, Nev. Skip next lesson with me? I'll take you out to the ice cream shop around the corner for a bit, you know the one you love? <3 x

From: Robster.
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Rita fought the urge to role her eyes when Dayna complained about being tired. She was always like that. There was no need for her to have to comment about it. She giggled about the question regarding boys.

"No, not yet. Everyone who was still a douche last year is still a douche this year. Then there's the losers who just stare at me and drool because they know I am a goddess compared to them. It's like, if you're not a perverted jerk, you're some sort of creepy freak. God, I wish this was a public school - no wait, those places are full of scum that make the boys at our school look normal."

Of course, while she talked big, Rita really didn't believe half the sentiments she was spewing out. It made her heart pound and her chest tighten just to utter those words. Truth be told, while she did take offense to those big, swaggering jocks who thought they were entitled to a date her because of her position on the cheer team; they were a minority. Most guys she encountered were quiet and polite, and charmed her to the point where she felt going out with them would be akin to romantically dating Ralph - gross, disgusting, and wrong on so many levels. Same with the loosers. Sure Rita couldn't stand the goths, emos, loners, and general wierdos; but they couldn't stand her either. Those who were left - geeks, nerds, and math/science whizzes - were okay. But they were niether cool nor popular, so Rita had to pretend they were on the same plane as the wierdos.

The real reason none of the boys had caught Rita's eye was because none of them met her standards. She wanted someone like her brother, but not so much like him that she thought she was dating him. She wanted someone who was handsome and mature, yet was cute and boyish. She had the image of the perfect boy in her head, but that was where he stayed. In the meantime, she found herself very attracted to the female form. Even Dayna - as much as Rita despised the girl for having a body almost as gorgeous as hers, she found herself admiring it, comparing Dayna's dimensions to her own. It was disturbing, in a way, but as much as Rita tried, she just couldn't find one redeeming quality about the boys at school that could compare to and surpass the way she felt about Ralph, so she could move beyond a fraternal to a romantic relationship.

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Dayna felt somebody run into her when she realized it was Rob she smiled. Before she could even say hi Rob sped down the hallway.
"Dont worry you'll meet prince charming" She said winking at her. when the warning bell rang Dayna smiled at Rita and said "Gotta get to class." She headed to her first period history class with Piper and automatically sat in the seat she sat in everyday in the middle and waited for Piper. She drummed her nails along the table a little irritated and embarrassed.

Why hadn't Rob talked to me? Probably to hang out with that girl he's always around.
Her face become red with envy and anger. She turned her head only to see him sitting next to her whispering. She frowned but decided to will herself not to look and pretend he wasn't there.

She waited for Piper but when the bell rang she got nervous. Piper was never late for class. What the Hell?
Everyone was acting weird today. Was Piper dodging me too?

She was quickly getting stressed out and lightheaded. She reached in her bag hoping she remembered to pack a granola bar. She didn't eat anything for breakfast and couldn't risk fainting again.

When her phone buzzed she jumped and almost fell out her seat. After looking to make sure nobody saw that then she glanced at her phone and smiled when the caller ID came up.

To: Dayna <3

Message:
I'm sorta' in lesson now, but I'll be able to see you at lunch if you like? :) xx

From: Robbie


She, making sure the teacher couldn't see, quickly sent him a text back.

To: Rob <3

Message: Great! Lets have lunch off campus. I'll meet you in front of the school. ;)

From: Dayna

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Dayna raised her hand "I have to use the bathroom" She said simply. The teacher nodded. Dayna had one of the highest grade in class so she knew she would catch up. On the way out she winked at Robert and mouthed "See you at Lunch."
As she headed into the bathroom she saw Piper crying. "Oh my God!" She said pulling her into a hug. "What happened, did somebody make you cry?" She said basically stating the obvious. She knew that if somebody did she would deal with it. She always defended piper. Mainly because her and Rita were best frenemies but her and Piper were best friends. No matter what she always had Pipers back. And in return Piper always had hers. This was just how things were done. And the whole school knew if anybody hurt Piper they hurt her.
As soon as she thought that the weird text flashed in her mind "Did somebody send you a threatening text from an unknown number?" She asked hesitantly. Asking Piper about the text might mean telling Piper her secret.

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Quinn sat up in her bed, breathing heavily and taking long, sweeping looks around her room. Everything seemed so... normal. Normal was good.

When she'd calmed down, and the dizziness subsided, she got dressed (nothing fancy, a short sleeved button-up, pair of blue jeans and the same shoes she wore to school every day) and made her way downstairs. The house was all but silent, her presence the only thing keeping it alive. No siblings, no parents, just an empty house and a girl with her toast. Finishing up her breakfast, she happened to catch the time from the small, silver watch on her left wrist, and her breath caught. "Shit, so late..." she whispered and grumbled all the way out the door and down the steps. Then, Quinn mounted her bike and rode off.

Arriving at school just (not at all) on time, she chained up the bike and made her way hesitantly through the school halls. Silently making her way through the grounds, Quinn decided to slip in to the girl's restroom. She'd miss this period, and slide seamlessly into the next, as if she'd been there the whole time. Opening the door calmly, she saw Piper crying in the bathroom, Dayna comforting close by. In order to avoid an awkward confrontation, she pulled out her phone and began to make her way to the door, staring at it intently. That's when she saw the text which stopped her before she could even reach for the handle.

To: Quinn Lyttle

Quinny, honey! xx How's that whole 'crushing on a cheerleader' thing going? It must be driving you insane! Oops - bad choice of words? ;) -- A

From: Blocked Number


Oddly enough, the first words which quietly crept out of her mouth had nothing to do with her secrets. "Who in hell calls me Quinny?" Then the panic set in, and she thought for a moment before typing out a simple sentence.

To: Blocked Number

Who is this, and why are you texting me?

From: Quinn Lyttle

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Midway through class, Rita stepped out to use the restroom. She bumped into creepy, artist girl, Quinn, on the way into the room, but ignored her. Even if Rita wasn't a cheerleader, she'd stay out of the way of someone so mouse-like and unassuming. She was immediately drawn, however to the site of Dayna comforting an obviously distraught Piper.

While beautiful, slender Dayna was a frenemy, Rita considered Piper a friend - or at least an ally. Never mind that if it came down to it, Piper would side with Dayna against Rita any day (Rita would fuck with that bridge when she came to it), Rita was still concerned about the well being of her friend.

"Piper?" she asked, genuine concern showing in her voice. "Piper, are you alright?" She drew close to the girl, and when Piper didn't seem to answer her, she looked towards Dayna for answers. Perhaps Dayna might share something with sister cheerleader. After all, Rita only begrudged Dayna's competition for looks, and nothing more. When it came down to it, Rita was more friend than enemy - at least, that's how she thought of it.

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Abrianna began to feel sick. She raised her hand. "Can I go to the bathroom?" The teacher nodded and Bri walked quickly to the bathroom. She found 3 other girls in there, Rita, Piper, and Dayna. "Hey is everything ok?" She looked at a emotional Piper, a comforting Dayna, and a confused Rita. Then the morning sickness hit again. She pushed open the nearest empty stall, barely making it to the comode before she got sick. "Ugh..." She flushed the toilet and wwent to the sink. She slplashed water on her face with cupped hands. "Do you girls got anything for nausea? Mom had the stomach bug and I think I may have caught it." she lied. She couldn't let them know what the real reason was. Someone was already texting her about it, along with other things.

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Piper Lancaster

Piper had to use the sink for support as she cried in the bathroom, the sobs coming from her mouth trying to be muffled, but failing miserably. Her emotions were easily accessible, and with someone being so cruel as to text her things like this, she was already broken. She went through her mind, creating a mental list of who it could be that was trying to destroy her reputation and her life. It wouldn't be Dayna.. or any other cheerleaders... it wouldn't be Robbie or Jason, or the jocks... or Quinn or Abrianna, the lower down nerdy-kids... she really had no idea who it was that wanted to hurt her like this. Sure, Abrianna's name began with an "A", but someone wouldn't be so stupid as to use their own initial, would they? The brunette girl wasn't sure at all; the only thing she did know was that she was not going to let this person ruin her life.

However, soon, she was joined in the bathroom by Danya, and one hug from her best friend almost sent her over the edge again, her sniffles only appearing for a moment. She rested her chin on the blonde's shoulder for a moment and took in a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. However, the next thing that came out of her friends mouth shocked her, and she pulled back to arms length, her face holding a confused expression. "What? Y-you... did you get one too?" She sniffed, popping into the cubical behind Danya, to grab some tissue. She smiled softly to Quinn as she too came into the bathroom, but didn't start up a conversation. Right now, she was too busy, her mind fluttering around. "So... was your text... erm... private? Something... you've never told anyone before?" She asked, her voice hushed so that only the two of them would be able to hear. Piper wasn't going to tell Danya her secret - it would probably be all over the school in a matter of minutes, but she still wanted to know if she had the same problem - that someone knew her deepest, darkest secrets. She felt comforted even more when Rita came in too, and stood close to her, the two other cheerleaders like back up to her at the moment. "I just..."

The brunette had begun to tell Rita what was happening, but they were interrupted again by the entrance of Abrianna, the cute little nerdy girl. However, she didn't stop, and rushed into the cubical that Piper had grabbed tissue from, and began to throw up. Great, this situation was already awkward enough. She shook her head when the sick girl asked for anything for nausea; it was rare that Piper ever felt sick or down, so she never carried any sort of medication around with her. Then, her phone tinkled again, the tone aloud, for everyone in the room to hear.

Her hands were shaky as she backed away from the two other girls that had been comforting her, and she stood in the corner. Her phone slipped out of her pocket, and the other females in the room would have been able to see Piper's face drop in horror as her eyes read through the text again.

She was able to type back a response before her eyes filled with tears again, and began to spill over once more.

To: Blocked Number

Message:
How... how do you know this? How do you know about the night on the road... the feet... my father... please, tell me! You don't understand...

From: Piper Lancaster
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Robbie Devaux

Robbie was getting confused by the amount of texts on his phone, from Abrianna, and Dayna, and that horrible, unknown number that was already plaguing his mind. "Mhm? You haven't told anyone?" He asked her again after she had answered him, and his face contorted into an expression of confusion. "Really?" But then how does this person know... "You know I wouldn't, I promised, remember? I just got a text... don't worry." He stopped whispering to his best friend as the teacher shot a dirty look in his direction, and he started pretending to pay attention in class; the "notes" that he was writing down only being doodles on the side of his page.

Then, Abrianna literally got up and dashed to the bathroom, the room which happened to be across from his classroom. Many of the girls had gone in there - he had seen Piper go in before lesson began, and Dayna had left only moments before Nev, winking in his direction as she went. He just nodded to her, his face still frozen into an expression in between confusion and fear. Before he moved from his seat, he quickly tapped back a response to the unknown number, his eyebrows furrowing as he did so.

To: Blocked Number

So what? You were there that night I was with Nev? Who cares - we're friends. And you don't know shit about my father.

From: Robert
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Robbie hated swearing, but there was no other way to describe his distaste for his father without using one. He dropped his phone back into his pockets, the colour probably have visably drained from his face. "I'm going to to the toilet." He spoke, getting up from his seat. He didn't wait for a reply before heading out of the classroom, standing just around the corner from the girl's bathroom. He could hear them talking inside; Nev asking for some medication of sorts, Piper sniffling, as if she had been crying, Danya saying something about a threatening text...

Before he even thought about it, the male popped his head around the door of the bathroom, probably shocking all of the women in there. "I'm sorry to intrude ladies, but... Danya, what did you just say?"

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To: Blocked Number

Message:
And what makes you think anyone would believe you? You tell someone I'm pregnant, then I say I'm not. Problem solved. People would believe me over a random stranger any day

From: Abrianna Jones


To: Abrianna Jones

Message:
What makes you think I'm a random stranger? I could be anyone. I could be anyone. Piper Lancaster, Dayna Everly? Possibly. It would make sense, right? IfI were to be a popular student, it would be easy to figure out your secrets. Who do you think people would believe then? xx -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Blocked Number

Message:
How... how do you know this? How do you know about the night on the road... the feet... my father... please, tell me! You don't understand...

From: Piper Lancaster


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



To: Blocked Number

Message:
So what? You were there that night I was with Nev? Who cares - we're friends. And you don't know shit about my father.


From: Robert Devaux


To: Robert Devaux

Message:
You're right - I don't know 'bout your father. But I know about you, don't I? xx -- A
PS: I think I know why 'Nev' has been acting strange!!! ;) xx

From: Blocked Number


To: All Contacts

Message:
Tell No One. Or Else. ;) xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number

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Normally, Rita would have offered to help Abrianna out, when the other girl dashed into the stall to throw up, but she was with Dayna and Piper, so she had to feign indifference. Sure Abrianna was alright - Rita was friendly with her - but appearances were everything. Rita had to be careful with whom she was seen or not seen with. Instead, Rita listened as Piper began relating a tale about a text message, when the girl's phone went off. Rita could immediately sense whatever Piper had recieved was something terrible. The girl drew back into a corner, then turned as pale as a sheet.

"Piper, what is it?" asked Rita. Her voice was sharp and full of the same concern she showed whenever she sensed something had happened to Ralph. "Is someone harassing you? Do you think we should show this to a teacher?" The tempo of her voice picked up. She was getting upset. No one fucked with her friends. Rita's Big Sister mode was kicking in. If some creep was harassing Piper, either sexually, or as a flat out bully, Rita wouldn't stand for it. She'd find that little bitch, and gut him or her. She ignored the male's voice coming over from the door, and drew close to comfort her distraught friend.

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Rob popped his head into the bathroom at the same time Nev's phone rang. She read the text, then looked at the girls in the room with her. Piper had her phone out too, could it be her? She seemed too distraught to pull this stunt right now. She hadn't seen anyone else use their phone. It was so frustrating. She threw her phone on the bathroom floor, making a clang, and ran out of the bathroom, slightly pushing Robbie outta the way. She went back to the classroom, acting perfectly fine, sat in her seat, and layed her head down. She had finished her work anyway, so the teacher wouldn't care if she laid her head down.

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Dayna shrugged at Rita's questioning glance. Dayna felt her jaw twitch when Abrianna walked in. First her crush now she was trying to steal her friends? She kept her cool though.
"I have some midol." She fumbled through her bag and emptied it contents out. Unknowingly she pulled out her morning after pills as she searched but the second she remembered she shoved them back in her bag. When her phone buzzed she immidiatly checked. Just as she thought it was a message from A.

To: All Contacts

Message:
Tell No One. Or Else. ;) xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


She shoved it back in her purse just as Robert popped his head through the door. Then all hell broke lose. She could risk telling Piper and maybe even Rita, but the girl who she's most jealous of, and the guy she liked for like 2 years was a different story.
"I-I have to go," She said suddenly feeling light headed again. She turned to Piper and gave her an apologetic smile and said in a shaky voice "I'll text you.." Suddenly she could feel all the blood draining out her face and couldn't feel her limbs. Although she was fighting to move they wouldn't and she could feel herself getting weaker. She wanted to disappear and suddenly regretted leaving her safe bed.

"I'm sorry," she whispered before swiftly walking out the bathroom. She couldn't risk letting them see her cry. It hurt too much. She quickly turned the corner and headed down the hallway. Not making it very far. Soon she could feel herself slumping against the wall and hyperventilation.
She pulled out her phone and texted A

To: Blocked number

Message: You win, whatever you want. I swear I'll do anything just tell me. I promise I wont tell anybody. Just leave me alone. Your literally killing me.


From: Dayna

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Piper Lancaster

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
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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.

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
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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.

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
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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.

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Dayna, after regaining control and heading to her locker to grab a long sweater that hung down to her knees. She headed back to class. She walked in gave the teacher an excuse and sat down refusing to look anybody in the eye. The teacher gave her a knowing small but she look in her eyes showed worry. Then she turned and walked out the classroom ignoring the murmurs. She walked into the cafeteria and pulled out her phone as she waited for the lunch lady. She knew Dayna since she was a baby since she was friends with Dayna''s mom in high school.

To: A

Message: On second thought tell my secret who cares? Nobody believed I was a virgin. Its not uncommon for cheerleaders to be bolemic, ad all that will happen is guys will drool over me more than they already do. My crush is s busy obsessing over his best friend that he doesn't give a crap about me so..... have fun Bitch

From: Dayna


Then the lunch lady walked in so she quickly pressed send. She gave her a corndog and some fries to much on. And once Dayna proved she was eating she let her be.
So she decided to send a text to Robert.

T
To: Rob

Message: Sorry about running out the bathroom, felt sick. are you gonna be busy during lunch? You seem really busy. But theres something I wanted your help with. I keep getting these weird messages and I don't know who else to turn to.

From: Dayna


Then she opened up a new message.

To: Piper and Rita

Message: Can we skip the next class together?

From: Dayna

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To: Blocked Number

Message:
Why are you texting me, though? And what the fuck do you mean by my secrets!?

From: Quinn Lyttle


To: Quinn Lyttle

Message:
What do you think I mean? I mean the fact that you are - oops, were - 'mentally unstable.' ;) -- A

From: Blocked Number


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


To: Piper Lancaster

Message:
Nothing has possessed me, trust. ;) And cave in? I hope not. You'll want to stick around, because trust me, there is a lot more to come. xx -- a

From: Blocked Number


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


To: Robert Devaux

Message:
Me? Make her sick? Oh no, Robbie, you were the one who 'made her sick.' xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Blocked Number

Message:
I don't know who you think you are, bitch, But I suggest you crawl back into whatever hole you came out of and go fuck yourself. I am something. You are nothing. Stop wasting my time.


From: Rita Estrada


To: Rita Estrada

Message:
Nothing? You don't even know who I am. I could be your supposedly 'best friend.' I could be anyone. xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number


To: Dayna Everly

Message:
On second thought tell my secret who cares? Nobody believed I was a virgin. Its not uncommon for cheerleaders to be bolemic, ad all that will happen is guys will drool over me more than they already do. My crush is s busy obsessing over his best friend that he doesn't give a crap about me so..... have fun Bitch

From: Blocked Number


To: Dayna Everly

Message:
Ever heard of something called 'too confident?' Also known as egotistical, or just downright cocky. Well, I hate to break it to you sweetie, but I have a feeling you've got it. And aren't bulimic people supposed to thik they're obese? You probably are just doing it for the attention, right? And are you sure you would like me to tell one of your secrets...? Your choice, I suppose. And, FYI, if - sorry, when - people find out you are bulimic, you will have to go somewhere to get 'help.' My guess? Instead of people drooling over you, they are more likely to treat you like you are insane. xxx -- A

From: Blocked Number



Dayna Everly's Secret: "Over the summer she hooked up with a guy she met named Todd." Has Been Revealed.
Most People Already Have Heard, And Anyone Who Hasn't Will Probably Hear About It Soon.

Also, Please Note That I Only Mentioned Above The Texts 'A' Responded Too. She did read the other Texts.