Social Nightmare Page #6
because of what you think
I did to your sister?
Okay, but that other stuff?
The scoreboard?
Hacking into my phone?
That stupid
HoneyDaddy site? Why?
What did I ever do to you?
I sent the pictures, yeah,
but... but don't
you dare try
and turn all that other stuff
you did around on me!
Just admit it!
You're the hacker!
Oh. Oh, you'd like
people to think that,
wouldn't you? Wouldn't you?
You b*tch!
You know what?
I am so sick of this!
You know why you're so jealous?
Because I earned being class president.
I earned Brown!
I didn't have to beg
Face it, Emily.
You're good, but I'm better,
and you can't deal with it.
I want to smash your face in.
Oh, so do it.
What in the world?
Hey!
Don't!
Cat! Emily!
Stop this right now!
Cat!
Emily! Emily!
Stop this right now!
Watch me!
Emily, stop.
Right now.
Don't touch my daughter!
Back off!
Keep your hands off her!
That's assault!
She assaulted
my daughter first!
Hey, Cat started it.
You be quiet!
Whoa! Whoa!
Put that phone away,
or I'll take it from you!
Get back!
Stay away from me!
I'm calling the police.
Good.
No.
No, it was me. I...
I started it.
What are you gonna do about it?
I'm already suspended,
so you guys don't have
to deal with me anymore.
That's the second fight Cat's had
So why isn't she suspended?
Mr. Hargroves, I'll handle this.
'Cause you're doing a real
bang-up job up till now!
Give me that phone.
Hey, no way. No way!
This is for Emily
if she decides to
change her mind.
Take that phone from him.
You gonna let him
post that online
just like he did all those
dirty pictures of...
Daniel, go home.
Take his phone!
Mrs. Hardy, please!
and I don't see the school
Okay, we'll schedule a
meeting as soon as possible.
You're damn right we will.
Come on, baby.
Can't find my phone.
It's not in your bag?
during the fight.
We'll call the office and
That's all I need, more
people looking at my stuff.
Honey, where did those...
underwear pictures come from?
I took them.
Why?
I thought he'd keep them
to himself.
What you kids just
don't understand
is that these things
that you put up online
post or send or whatever you do
is they... they
stick around forever.
They have a life. They...
Even if you erase them,
people, creepy people, can pass
them on and on, and they...
Okay, I don't need
I learned my lesson. I'll
Oh.
Mom.
Yeah?
I didn't know you
had a miscarriage.
That was a long time ago, baby.
Do you want to talk about it?
Maybe I won't go to Brown.
Maybe I'll just stay at home like
you said, go to community college.
It's up to you, sweetheart.
Just for a while.
She can't sleep.
She's been on antidepressants.
I mean, this has
just gone on too far.
Daniel has admitted
and we have
suspended him accordingly.
Well, that's not good enough!
Well, we have no proof
that he's done anything else.
She is a minor!
What he's done is basically
distributed child pornography.
I want him expelled permanently,
and I'm gonna call
the authorities.
No, Mom, don't.
I just want to forget
this ever happened.
Honey, we cannot let him
victimize you like that.
That fight,
he's probably posting
Yes, go ahead, and send both
of them in, please. Thank you.
We have another problem.
What now?
Mr. Perryman, Ms. Langran,
you know Cat's mother...
Hello, Cat.
Mrs. Hardy.
Hey.
Mr. Perryman, go ahead.
Mrs. Langran has a program that we run
all of the students' papers through.
to Internet archives.
It's the first thing I do when a
student turns in an assignment.
I hate to accuse you, Cat.
You're an excellent student.
Your AP final,
the program found
a match for plagiarism.
What?
This isn't my paper.
That's what you turned in.
I didn't write this.
That is the paper
you handed to me yesterday.
I give up.
This is serious, young lady.
We take charges of plagiarism
very seriously.
This, you take seriously?
I'm afraid I'm going
to have to fail you, Cat,
and you won't be able to
continue in the AP classes.
But the school year's
almost over.
Those classes will be
removed from your record,
and you probably will not
graduate this spring.
This is insanity.
She's going to Brown!
Cat, this is
so out of character for you.
You don't seem okay.
She's not okay.
She is being punished
for absolutely no reason.
Come on, Cat.
that I should know about?
Maybe you should look
into how those essays
ended up on your computer
program, Ms. Langran.
What are you insinuating?
I don't know
what your problem is,
but you've been doing
everything you can
to make sure
that my daughter fails.
Well, I am sorry
you feel that way.
We are suing you. We are
suing this district.
Mrs. Hardy, considering
everything that's happened,
you might decide
that homeschooling
is more appropriate
for your daughter.
It'd be a hell of a
lot better than this zoo.
And you can wipe that phony
look of concern off your face!
It's okay, sweetie. I'm gonna
fight this thing all the way.
Don't you get it?
I don't want to fight anymore.
They actually suggested
you homeschool.
Sounds good to me.
You know what?
I am so sick of this!
I didn't have to beg
for those things like you did.
You're good, but I'm better,
and you can't deal with it.
I want to smash your face in.
So do it.
Oh!
Oh, you okay, baby?
You have a nightmare?
Bad dream?
Oh, I just keep thinking
about that fight with Emily
and how Daniel
has it on his phone
and how I can't find my phone
and how I'm just gonna
go online any minute
and see this title like "Real Cat
Fight," and I'm just so sick of it.
Calm down, baby.
Calm down.
Here. Take one of these.
It's not time yet.
It'll relax you.
Come on.
It'll make you feel better.
I have to talk to Daniel.
What? No.
No good can come from that.
Just stay away
from those people.
Come on. Let's get you
back to sleep.
Why did you send everyone
those pictures of Cat?
What do you care?
I do.
We've been friends
a really long time, okay?
It's hard to just stop
caring about her.
Do you still have
that video of us fighting?
Maybe.
Well, can you erase it?
Because the last thing I need
is for more embarrassing
crap to get out there.
Maybe I'll erase it.
Maybe I won't.
I don't know yet.
What?
Are you the one
doing all this stuff?
W-Wait. Are you serious?
You know what?
I-I've figured you out.
You're totally
obsessed with Cat.
That's what it is.
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