One Missed Call.
I haven't done this in a long time and I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell me how bad it is because I know that already. This is just for the sake of fun.
Riza's photo was hard to ignore. She was wearing a strapless dress and was carrying a bottle on the other hand. Her hair was trashed and she looked ready to pass out.
It has only been on the Internet for a day but it had already a thousand comments of how reckless she was.
I read each one as I was getting ready for school.
'What a slut! Can you spell trashy?' One said.
'Where was this? How come I wasn't invited?' A girl complained.
On and on the comments came, each one more mean and insulting than the other. I started to feel sorrow. It was like the weight of this was consuming me which was stupid. It wasn't my picture. I hardly had been there at the party.
But it was Riza's and she is my best friend.
I printed the picture and got a ride from my mom. No doubt I'd be giving her hell the next time I saw her. She was so stupid! Who in their right mind would put a picture like that on the internet? Actually, who would even take that picture I don't know.
When my mother dropped me off and in the middle of the campus, was a large crowd that no doubt had Riza in the middle of it.
I took a deep breath and stalked toward it.