Sorry I've taken so long to update this! I've been really busy with school work as I'm doing exams this year but now it's the holidays I'll have more time to write.

I stared at the page again. All the things Jenny and I had done, which had just seemed like good fun at the time. We'd taken photos, all fun ones, the bad, inappropriate ones, the sorts of photos boys like Thomas and Matt took but would never show anyone. I'd found quite a few things on those phones which were slightly shocking, or which I wished I hadn't seen. Jenny laughed, though; she wasn't as bad as Cally but she had had some dodgy boyfriends in the past and had experienced their sense of humour first-hand, so she shrugged and put all the worst stuff online. My contribution had been some fake posts from Thomas. All of them basically made him look like a coward, with no respect for women, and well on the way to being a criminal, ending with "I've always wondered why I can't get a girlfriend. It's Cally I'm really after; she'd let me do anything I wanted with her, she's such a slag. I haven't got a chance of getting a girlfriend anyway, I'm so ugly I might as well just kill myself. I try to impress people by taking drugs and vandalising the school. Yes, it was me who wrote that message about Cally which Tee got the blame for. Picking on other people and making them feel bad about themselves made me feel better about myself for a while, but then I realised that it just made them see me for what I was - a sad, ugly coward with no hope of ever doing anything with my life. The truth is, I'm jealous of everyone at Ashdene Ridge. I'm not even good enough for a dumping ground. That's why I bullied Tyler. I wish I was dead, then everyone would be better off."

I had wondered if that was taking things a bit far, especially the stuff about Cally, but Jenny grabbed the phone off me and posted it when I asked her if it was. I'd written on Matt's account too, about how he hated Thomas and only went around with him because none of them had a hope of making any other friends. It had seemed like a laugh at the time, but now that I knew that they had Luke on their side everything was different. I saw suddenly how stupid and horrible I'd been.

My hands shook and the laptop fell out of my hands, landing on the floor with a thud, but I hardly even noticed. My mind was whirring as I tried to think of a way, any way, to sort this.

"Tee!" Bailey quickly picked up his laptop, but I grabbed it off him.

"Don't look! Just don't look." I was crying now, trying to log off before he saw what was going on, but he held it out of my reach.

"No way," he said. "You are not leaving till you tell me what's going on. You're covered in bruises! What's he done to you?"

I shook my head. "It's nothing," I said. "He hasn't done anything. It's what I've done. I've done something really stupid."

"What have you done?" he demanded. And suddenly I found myself telling him everything that had happened that day.

"I thought I was being clever," I sobbed. "I didn't know that he was mates with Luke, but after school... he had a knife..."

"What?" Bailey stared at me, shocked.

"He was bluffing," I said hastily. "But still... and then, when I got home, I found the note... how the hell did that get in my room? Threatening Jody. And he hadn't even seen what I posted on Facebook..."

"I don't believe it," Bailey spat out. "I'll kill them! I'll get Rick and the guys at school and..."

"No, but look at this." Trembling, I showed Bailey the post.

"I don't know what to do!" I cried. "I've been so stupid and now Luke will do something to Jody..."

"He won't," said Bailey. "Luke's gang don't owe Thomas Fletcher anything. why would they risk getting into trouble for him?"

"Still," I said. "What should I do?"

"Lie low," suggested Bailey. "Just tell Thomas that he's won. Do what he wants. At least till Johnny gets back. You should stay off school tomorrow, definitely."

I shook my head. "I can't do that. I have to go in, whatever happens. I have to protect Jody."