Social Nightmare Page #3

You always did have such

a superiority complex.

Thought you were smart enough

to keep it to yourself, though.

Calm down, drama queen.

I don't know why

you're defending her.

You're on the list.

What list?

Yeah, apparently you scored

with some security guard

at the mall where you work?

What the hell?

I don't even work at the mall.

Yeah!

Way to go, Cat!

You suck, Cat. I'm

taking my vote back.

Did you think this would make you

popular, you stuck-up b*tch?

I had nothing to do with this!

Loser!

This is crazy.

Well, it's not me.

Well, these are all

the pictures that we took.

Well, I didn't create the page!

It must be the hacker,

the same one that posted

on my BuddyMe page.

Where did they get

all these pictures?

They were on the yearbook camera.

I don't know.

Oh, no.

What?

They put Joan on here.

We should talk

to Mrs. Langran.

Hey.

I would never do

something like this.

Someone is setting me up.

I know you would never

do anything to hurt Joan.

Besides, most of those girls on

that website really are sluts.

That's what I heard.

That's a weird thing to say.

Girls, I need to see

you in my office now.

Ms. Langran,

we have to talk.

And you, don't you have a

class you should be in?

Thank you. Come on.

Mrs. Langran...

Have a seat, girls.

Do you want to tell me

what I am looking at?

Somebody hacked into my

computer and posted this thing.

It's not me, I promise.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but both of you girls

took these pictures.

Well, yeah,

we did, but...

With the school's camera,

and then you hacked into

the admin's email database

and sent this

to every student in school?

No. We took

those pictures,

but we didn't do

the other stuff.

Who took the camera home?

I did.

Did you loan it to anyone?

No.

Okay, where's the camera now?

In my locker.

I'm gonna need

the camera back immediately.

Of course.

And both of you

are off yearbook.

What?

That's B.S.

I didn't even do anything.

Okay, Emily... I didn't have

anything to do with it!

I didn't even have

the camera. Cat did.

Did Emily have access

to the camera last night?

No. I had it

the whole time.

Okay, then. This is

your responsibility.

I mean, this is very serious.

The school could be

held liable for this.

I didn't do this.

I would never do this.

Mrs. Langran,

please.

Well, Emily, you are

off the hook for now.

And, Cat, we'll look into this,

but it's not

just gonna go away.

All right, now back to

class, both of you.

Wow, Em.

Way to have my back!

What? What do you

want me to say?

Everything she said was true.

Um, how 'bout, "Cat would never do

something like that in a million years.

Somebody else

posted the site. "

I defended you.

No, you didn't!

You made sure you weren't

kicked off yearbook.

Look, you took those pictures,

and you had the camera

the whole time,

so I don't know what happened, but

I'm not getting in trouble for it.

Cool!

I'm glad we've got

the facts straight.

All right, here we go.

Best medicine in the world.

Heh. I don't think ice cream is

gonna fix this problem, Mom.

Honey, you remember that's the

same thing you used to say to me

when you were in third

grade and Billy Peterson

used to call you

Cat, Cat, the fatty fat.

Well, then you fed

the fat girl ice cream.

You were never fat.

Plus, it worked, didn't it?

You got over it, and now

Billy Peterson is fat

and works at that awful taco stand.

Thank you, ice cream.

He does.

Baby, I hate to see you

so stressed out.

I'll get through it.

Good, because next

we're gonna move on

to my second prescription

for a tough day, shopping.

It's very serious.

Oh, that sounds

like serious business.

It's actually really impressive how

many times you're on that site.

You know what?

You better be careful.

Wrap it up, so you don't

spread your disease.

You're on it more than me.

Oh, she burned you, Haylee!

What is wrong with you?

You're the one who outed the slut.

I didn't post that site.

Yeah, right.

Heard you got kicked out

of yearbook class.

Here. Have a couple.

You'll probably need 'em

to keep your GPA up.

That's not all

she's keeping up.

Are you all right?

I never even kissed a boy.

I know.

Here you go.

Welcome to the wonderful

world of politics.

What?

All right, so I'll put

you down on the list

that you're good with everything

in class and everything?

All right, perfect.

Hey, Casey, can I talk to you

for a second?

I'm kind of busy right now.

Please, Case?

It's kind of important.

It'll just take a second.

I'll talk to you later.

What?

What is this?

Your website pissed off

a lot of people.

You know me.

I would never do anything

to hurt anybody.

Is there anything you could say

that could change their minds?

This is crazy.

You don't believe me.

Cat, I'd like to believe you.

I really would.

Then I wouldn't feel

like such a fool.

What is that supposed to mean?

How is it that my name wound up

on your little Internet list?

I don't know.

I told you, it's not my website.

Followed by the quote,

"Would do anything to make

out with Jason Myerson?"

I don't know.

You were the only one

I told that I was gay.

You were the only one,

the only person I trusted.

I even knew exactly

when I told you,

two months ago in your bedroom,

helping you with

your calc homework.

It was important for me

to be able to trust somebody,

all right,

to get it off my chest.

Nobody else knew.

Casey, you can trust me.

I didn't tell anybody.

Really?

I was called horrible names

in the hallway this morning.

People laughed at me.

Jason is threatening

to beat my ass.

If you didn't make this list,

then you told someone who did.

Maybe somebody guessed just

by the way you look at Jason.

Maybe you're not as on the D.L.

as you thought you were.

I don't know

what's more offensive,

the idea that you

may have betrayed my trust

or the sentence that just

came out of your mouth.

Either way, we're done.

Oh, Casey, you have...

No.

Hey, please!

No! I...

I don't know

what's more offensive,

the idea that you

may have betrayed my trust

or the sentence that just

came out of your mouth.

Either way, we're done.

Heard you got kicked

out of yearbook class.

I don't know what happened, but I'm

not getting in trouble for it.

All in favor of impeaching

President Cat Hardy,

raise your hands

and say, "Yea. "

Yea.

Yea.

It's unanimous.

All in favor of making Emily Hargrove

Student Body Council President,

raise your hands

and say, "Yea. "

Yea!

Yea!

It's unanimous.

Cat?

What are you doing

home from school?

Are you sick?

I'm not sick. I just...

I just...

I can't be there right now.

Everyone hates me!

Oh, Kitty Cat, I don't.

This isn't about you!

Mom, I'm sorry. I just...

I got kicked

off Student Council.

What?

They can't do that!

Well, apparently they can,

because they already did it,

and they announced the runner-up

is gonna take over my office.

Emily?

Yeah.

Well, things are going pretty

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