At home, I'm freaking out. Do I really want to go through with this? I remember when Holly J. used to torture me. It hurt so much when she ruined the Freedom Fast that I worked so hard on. Do I want to make her feel the same way I felt that day? Even if it is Holly J. Suddenly, the phone rings. It's a private number.
"Hello?" I say.
"Hey, Anya." Says the mystery voice that sounds strangely familiar.
"Wait. Bianca?" I ask, wondering how she got my information.
"Yeah." She said, like I was supposed to know.
"How did you get my number? What, are you some sort of stalker now?" I ask, needing to know how she found my number.
"Calm down, jeez. You put your number on the flyers for Power Squad, remember? After your little breakdown, I decided I was gonna call you later. I didn't want to be in the bathroom with you while you were still dangerous." She said, trying to turn it into a joke. I wasn't having it.
"I wasn't pissed you know. I was sad and I needed a friend. A friend that wasn't there. I had to pour out my feelings to a poor niner. I guess you're only there when there's some form of beating up involved, aren't you?" I said, angry that Bianca wasn't being a true friend.
"Look, just because your boyfriend broke up with you and your ex-friend is taking him doesn't mean you have to spoon out your anger on me. I was perfectly fine b y myself. You came to me."
"This has absolutely nothing to do with Sav and Holly J. This is about you being a bad person. You suck at friendship. Maybe that's why your only pleasure is in hurting others. Let me tell you, this is the last time my pain makes you or anyone else happy." I hung up the phone and started to think about what I had just done. Now I was ready for the revenge. I went on the computer and uploaded the photos to FaceRange.