The squad chat blew up.
“[Who is that whale? She’s terrifying!]”
“[Is that actually Liv?]”
I immediately typed, “[Where did you get that
picture?]”
Chad didn’t hold back, “[I wanted to meet
you. You kept making excuses, so I respected
the fact that you were a girl, but when I asked
for a picture, you kept refusing. So, I had the
delivery guy take a picture of you when they
dropped off my food order. I know it’s a weird
thing to do, but thank goodness I did. Or else
I’d never know you were a lard butt!]”
く
I frowned. “I didn’t get your delivery. That’s
my roommate. She must have taken it.”
Chad scoffed, “[I knew you’d say that! You’re
saying that’s your roommate? Fine. Then post
a picture of you.]”
Everyone else jumped on the bandwagon.
[Yeah, Liv, we’ve known each other for a
while, and we’ve never seen what you look
like.]”
“[I remember her saying she was a dancer.
With that body, she must be in the belly
dancing club!]”
“[Lard bucket, you deserve to get dumped!]”
I looked at the guys‘ insults. I was disgusted.
<
Even if I proved it wasn’t me, who cares? I
knew Chad’s true colors now.
We were no longer buddies, so I wasn’t going
to argue with them.
Besides, I didn’t want to post my pictures for
them to pick apart.
So, I just replied, “No.”
Chad sneered, “[I won’t hold it against you for
lying to me. Just stay away from my school.]”
Our school was literally right next to his.
Their basketball team often played on our
courts.
We had seen each other a few times.
<
What if he did see me again? He wouldn’t
recognize me.
I muted the chat, ate quickly, and went back
to the dorm.
Stacy was on her bed, feet up, scrolling
through Tik Tok.
I went to her and asked bluntly, “Stacy, did
you take my delivery?”
I was going to tell her about the leaked
picture, that it was posted on the gaming
Discord, and that “ShadowStrike” – the dude
who was hitting on her online was the one
who posted it.
Instead, Stacy’s bulk climbed off her bed.
<
onto my desk, sneering, “It was super hot out!
I was doing you a favor by grabbing your
food. So what if I ate a few legs? Here’s the
rest of it, so quit being such a cheapskate!”
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The greasy bag hit me, and bones scattered
all over the floor.
It was pretty gross.
My face hardened.
“Clean it up.”
Stacy scoffed, rolling her eyes. “It’s your food.
Why should I clean? You always look like you
have money. I thought you were rich, but
