June 22th, 2012

That snake bitch!

Me: Did u c what that bitch Megan posted???!!!!

Jana Kramer: OMG! How could she do that?

Alyssa: Ugh. how petty

Me: she srsly think she can fuck w/ me???

Alyssa: what are you gonna do?

Me: I have more dirt on her than anyone! Just watch! LOL that snak will get what she deservss

Jana: Can’t wait lmaooo. Keep us posted xoxo

That bitch Megan just tried to out me on Facebook by posting a picture of me smoking weed with Cody. #hypocrite #liar #Elizabethaslut. That post had blown up. Over a hundred likes and 57 comments either in other dirt people think they have on me or of praise for Megan for finally taking a stand.

Then there was that crucial comment. Ariana.

I saw Elizabeth kiss some girl in the locker room two years ago. Pretty intensely too, hoooow scandalous. And here she was claiming to be straight.

It was 2012, hardly anyone cares if someone’s gay. But I’m not, I was curious. Jana Kramer and Alyssa knew the story, and they defend me online. There were comments asking who the girls were, luckily Ariana didn’t remember. If she did, it would’ve have been bad for Sara as her brother is the only person that cannot know. Andrew was supposed to be this homophobe that would disown Sara if he found out. I’ve seen how he treated Isaac.

I slammed my head unto the kitchen table and groaned. “You okay, honey?” Mom asked in a hurry as she was getting ready to leave for her flight.

“Drama.” I groaned.

“Y’know when I was your age we didn’t have the internet to share every single personal item of ourselves. Maybe you should go offline.”

“Uh, no thanks.”

“It’s also where I learned you’re dating that Cody Martin. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because of what you’re about to do now?”

But of course, she didn’t listen like I expected. “I knew his father. We even dated when I was 15. He was manipulating, I would be careful, it’s in their genes.” I didn’t listen. “Well, I’m leaving in a few minutes. Remember, be good and no parties. And if you do throw some parties, don’t destroy the house. Or get caught by the cops.”

I laughed as she walked away from the kitchen. I looked back on my phone with my head resting on my arm. Twitter is blowing up with the subtweets about me. I’ve lost around a hundred out of my 2000 followers. Doing a retaliation post would do me more harm than good, I needed to go personal.

So I texted the only person I knew who could be just as evil as I was.

Me: Want to cause some diabolical chaos!??

Andrew: Dis bout that megan’s post?

Me: yes.

Andrew: I’m game, wat du u have in mind?

Me: meet me in 30. Darkwood 85 diner.

Andrew: Ight.

Andrew heard me out but rejected any of my ideas. “Nah, what you need to do is be more subtle. Doing anything big only makes you look petty.”

“Then what’s the plan?”

“So what’s the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to her?”

I thought about it. There are hundreds but there was only one that stuck out. “So a few months ago, when Megan was dating Lucas,”

“Sure, go on.”

“She got high before school and started texting Lucas, like ‘I can’t wait for tonight, ‘I want you so bad,’ you know, all that bullshit. Well, Lucas never responded because turns out, she was actually sending those texts to Mr. Lucke.”

“No shit?!” Andrew laughed, “but wait, how did she get his number? Why did she have it?”

I grinned taking a sip of my coffee. “That’s where the juice comes in. Megan O’Hare and Marvin Lucke were hooking up last year. It lasts for a month, but I have all the texts to prove it.”

“Ooh, you bitch that is good!”

“We can ruin her.”

“That’ll make you petty.”

“Then what?! I’m out of ideas.”

“Do you have a picture of those texts she sent?”

“Yeah, hold on,” I said while going through my gallery to find the screenshot that Megan sent me. “Here.”

“Send it to me,”

“What are you going to do?”

“Anonymously send it to everyone’s phone.”

“People will still know it was me?”

“Good point, but I’m posting it through Megan’s own Facebook.”

“You can do that?”

“Easily,” he scoffed than took a drink from his coffee. “This isn’t my first scandal. Besides, that cunt deserves it.”

That word completely caught me off guard. No one says that. “Wow, isn’t that a bit harsh?”

“No, coffee’s just fine, thank you,” he said but I’m sure he knew what I was talking about. “And posted.”

Five minutes later, I’m tagged on Megan’s post. Sure enough, it’s the entire screenshot with her name included. It doesn’t take another five minutes for Megan to delete it, but the damage had been done.

Jana Kramer: OH MY GOD! I shared it, lol. She can’t get rid of it.”

“You’re actually evil, Andrew,” I smiled at the thought of this revenge. The post had already gone viral within ten minutes. Within 15, Megan goes offline.

Megan: WHAT DID U DO?!????

But I didn’t respond.

“I prefer to be called an upsetter of the norm.”

I laughed. “Okay, but why do you do it? All I see is this angry kid who doesn’t give a fuck about anything or anyone.”

Andrew tilted his head, narrowing his eyes a little bit. “Maybe it’s because I don’t feel anymore.”

“C’mon, don’t lie to me like that.”

Andrew’s eyes are dead. “Believe what you want to believe, babes.”

I was sucked in. Andrew. He has that natural confidence. No, it’s not natural but highly sophisticated to imitate it. Deep inside I knew there was something more to Andrew than what I thought he was. The tone of his voice made it seem that he was hurting inside. Perhaps I could’ve changed that.

Andrew seemed to be the only person whose life I didn’t ruin directly. I guess it’s only because he was too strong-willed to ever break his composure.

“Hey, we’re going to this rave tomorrow night, want to come?”

“Yeah Cody already told me about it,” I replied to Andrew. “I guess I’ll go, I haven’t been to one in a while. It’s in Seattle right?”

“Right.”

“Is it alright if I invite my friend, Jana?”

“Who?”

“Jana Kramer.”

“Oh, right, right, that bitch. Uh, only if I can fuck her.”

I laughed at the idea. Maybe if it was Megan, she had a crush on Andrew since she was in middle school but was always afraid of him. Jana was too much of a girl next door to get with someone like Andrew.

“Alright, but good luck.”

“Great, yeah?! Here,” Andrew chuckled as he pulled out a baggie filled with round pills out of his pocket. “For the rave.”

“Uh, what is it?”

“E?”

“No.”

Andrew pulled out a single pill and slid it over to my side of the table. It was light blue with a little superman logo in the middle. “Just keep it, in case you change your mind.”

“I don’t need to roll to have fun at a rave.”

“Yeah but have you rolled at a rave though.”

I stared at the pill that would become the pandora box that I would open. It was just a pill, nothing intimidating. In just two weeks I did the things I thought I would have never done under any circumstances. Staring at the pill made me realize this. It made me wonder what happened. I was supposed to be incorruptible and here I was, in a blink of an I, actually considering taking it.

Then tomorrow came.