Cyberbully

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Ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh

Ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ah

Yeah, yeah, the punks are done

F*** those rock 'n' rollers

All you hip hop kids

Think we give a sh*t

when we don't...

.. I'm not afraid to die

Don't...

Babe

Baby, baby

I'm gonna leave you...

What are you doing?

Is your Spotify working?

Yeah. Why?

I dunno, mine's being retarded.

Alex Freeman probably hacked you.

He did mine and changed every

single playlist to Jason Derulo.

I still haven't forgiven Alex

for changing all my contacts

to Harry Potter characters.

- What a twat!

- He put himself as Voldemort.

Oh, please! More like

Neville Longbottom.

My mum was Bellatrix Lestrange.

At least he got that right.

Here, what do we think

of this bronzer?

You look like a Wotsit.

See, this is why I need you.

My mum is now on

Snapchat, by the way.

Urgh! Why?!

I'd like to say she's just

trying to reconnect,

but I actually think she likes it.

What are you doing?

Checking flights to Barca.

Casey! We're going to Outlook!

Why are you fighting this?

Sonar! Barcelona has culture.

Er, Pula has a beach!

Barcelona has a beach,

and plus, if we don't get any more

money, we're not going anywhere.

Casey?

What?

Nathan.

Please don't use the N-word.

You should look.

At what?

His tweet.

I unfollowed him. What does it say?

It's not very nice.

Can you just read it?

"I guess it's no surprise that Casey

Jacobs is on antidepressants.

"I spent one night with

her and it depressed me. "

How could he write that?

Are you OK?

How does he know? I

haven't told anyone.

Tamara?

You're the only one I've told.

He was in your room,

did he see your pills?

Casey, I didn't tell anyone.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, my God, no!

We are doing this!

- What?

- You know who!

Oh, no, Megan, just leave it.

What? No way! He owes us.

- Hey, Alex.

- Hey. What do you guys want?

Thanks for hacking my friend's

Spotify account.

You think I have nothing better to

do than hack your Spotify accounts?

We KNOW you have nothing

better to do.

Put the porn away. We need your help.

I'm not looking at porn!

Have you seen what that dickwad

Nathan Legg has just tweeted?

Oh, peak!

Don't say "peak", Alex

I didn't even know you and

Nathan broke up. Sorry, Casey.

Yeah, don't be, he's a fucktard.

So, what do you want me to do?

- Hack that motherf***er.

- Megan...

- What? Come on, let's do him!

- Just wait.

Er, I'm not hacking Nathan Legg.

- Why not?

- Guess what? He's not going to kick the sh*t out of you.

- How would he know it was you?

- Yeah, how WOULD he know, genius?

As soon as anyone in school

gets hacked, they blame me!

You should have thought of that

before you hacked

everyone, Voldemort!

All right, f*** you, Megan!

I've hacked, like, two people.

All right, get back to

your porno, then, Useless!

Oh, sh*t. Jack's here.

Wait, you're going out?

Text me, OK?

OK, but won't Jack mind?

I love you, b*tch.

I love you, ho.

Case?

Case?

Yeah?

What's wrong?

Nothing!

What do you want for dinner?

(For f***'s sake...)

I'm not hungry!

When will you be hungry?!

I DON'T KNOW, OK? CAN YOU

JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!

Jesus!

We both call each other

b*tch, you idiot!

(Nathan's profile?)

Erectile dysfunction makes me bitter.

So bitter,

I vent my limp-dicked anger on women.

Please pray for me

and my pathetic penis.

Nathan.

Kiss.

Sh*t!

Who the f***...?

No, we don't!

'Hi, it's Megan. Leave me a message

and I MIGHT get back to you. '

Hey, b*tch. Sorry, I

know you're with Jack.

Er, can you give me a call?

I think someone's online as Alex.

Yeah, just call me back.

F*** off!

Of course.

Whatever!

A fan of what, you freak?

How the f***...?

I can't stop shopping.

I don't know what it is,

I see it and I literally

am in love with it.

Sometimes I feel like there

are just the odd item

that you can't live without.

I'm a big blazer, kind

of kimono fan...

And you can open and close

them by turning the top.

And you can open and close

them by turning the top.

'This is the perfect neon

I've been looking for.

'I never know what to pick!

'This is the perfect neon

I've been looking for.

'I never know what to pick!'

This is muchos, muchos affordable.

Muchos, muchos affordable

Barg, barg...

This girl is gonna win

Keep burning Keep keep burning

Keep burning Keep keep burning

Keep keep burning...

You can't break me I won't fall

Cos I am a firewall

You can hate me but I'll stand tall

Cos I am a firewall

Keep burning Keep keep burning

Keep burning, a firewall...

Hypocrite.

Without anyone judging us.

No f***ing way!

'Hi, it's Megan. Leave me a message

and I MIGHT get back to you. '

Hey, b*tch. I'm sorry

I missed your call.

You need to check your Instagram,

some f***er's into Alex's stuff

and mine and now yours. Just call me.

(F***, f***, f***...)

Casey?

Case?

Yeah?

I'm taking Simon to football.

You all right?

I'm fine!

Are we alone now, Casey?

I know. It's awful...

I sound like a constipated

Stephen Hawking.

What the f***?

And yes, I can totally hear you too.

Now, sit down, Casey.

What did you do with that photo?

Nothing yet.

Why did you take them, Casey?

Nathan practically begged me to!

And it was just that one.

Now, now, Casey.

Pants on fire, I counted

five, at least.

Nathan, if this is you...

I'll tell everyone what you told

me your mum did on holiday

in Weston-super-Mare!

I could've put that in

the tweet, but I didn't!

What did Nathan's mother do on

holiday in Weston-super-Mare?

Please, Casey. Do you really

think Nathan Legg could do this?

- What are you doing?

- Flexing my muscles.

No wait, show me again, show me

again, do it again, do it again.

No, no, its more like...

- Stop checking me out.

- She needs to just hurry up and come out.

Seriously, it's getting embarrassing.

It's like a dog on heat.

- She'll wait till she's at Uni, then she'll go full dyke.

- God!

Yeah, then we'll be like, "Tamara,

no sh*t you're gay?" Who knew?

All those times you came over,

just as we happened to be getting

changed, and stared at us half

naked, for like, ever...

We had no idea!

- Next time she stares at me I'm going to say something.

- Well, like what?

Like, Tamara, you're a total

f***ing lesbian, deal with it.

What are you doing?

This is Tamara, right?

- Wait.

- You said she needs to come out.

Wait, what are you doing?

No, no, no! Please, don't. Stop!

No wait, show me again, show me

again, do it again, do it again.

No, no, no, it's more like...

- What have you done?

- Stop checking me out.

That was nothing.

Seriously, It's getting embarrassing.

Now imagine if I did that

with your special selfies?

You know what happens to girls

when those photos get out there?

If you try to shut down...

If you try to switch

off the router...

If you leave the room,

the pictures go online.

What do you want?

Patience, Casey.

First of all, I want you to sit.

Look! Twitter-storm alert.

Oh, God!

Don't be too sad, Casey.

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