Disclaimer: I own nothing. Warning: a few, maybe a lot of strong language.

(FPOV)

"Ok, so what's the plan?" Sam asked lazily.

"Sam," I began, "this is our problem, you can't suspect Carly, Cintia and I to do all the work. Now come and work, this is not an easy problem to solve."

At most schools, usually people would not freak out over make out even if it did not happen, but at Ridge Way, this stuff does not happen often, so this "drama" or "whatever" is new to some people, and they love to spread it around. This is why it is so important for us to stop it. This rumour could give us a bad reputation. Well, Sam, she as a rep as a bully and a future crazy killer, but she doesn't need anymore bad information going on about her.

"Fine, fine, whatever. Just let me go get a smoothie." and with that, she was out the door.

"Grrrreeeeeaaaaatttt…" Cintia replied sarcastically

(SPOV)

Ugh. I can't take this rumor anymore, I mean, I'm used to being talked about behind my back and all, but it was nothing like this. Like the time people were saying I got arrested four times, it was actually three times, not four. I needed to get away from Carly, Cintia and Fredweird. As I was walking, I saw some people that looked like they went to our school, all huddled up in a group like they were looking at something. Something funny, weird, and uncommon.

"Look at her, what a smutty, little whore. I mean, he has to be paying her to do this. I wonder what else they're doing." Someone said.

"They might be fucking." Some dude said.

"Gross, how would you know? Are you fuckin' with her too?" Other dude questioned.

"Oh hell no. Not in a million years! With Sam, Sam Puckett? Do ya want me to puke? Cause if I do, it's gonna be on your face!" Then yet another guy passes the line.

What the crap are they looking at? The smart idea: turn around and go back to Carly's place, bad idea: go to see what the hell they are looking at. I go with the bad idea. I run up, push the people out of my way and see what they were looking at.

"What's going on here?" I yelled.

"Nothing, just looking at a picture of you and Freddie." I turn to see Wendy.

"What picture?" I hissed. I grabbed the picture out of her grasp before she said anything.

I looked up and down the photo. It was disgusting, and obviously photo shopped. Freddie and I were in bed together, making out. What the…

"Wha- why- how? What's wrong with you people! This is nasty! You guys are nasty!" With that I tore up the photo. I got some "what the heck looks" but I didn't care. I just wanted this to stop.

(Cintia POV)

I feel so awful. I had no idea this was going to happen. I didn't even think about the other people listening. I just want this to stop, I hate them getting talked about in such an evil way.

"Hey, maybe we should… no that won't work either." Carly said, trying to say proud and failing at it. This is what we've been doing for the last twenty minutes. Just sitting here, trying our best to come up with ideas. As you can see, it's not going to well. We're hopeless.

Ok, I haven't updated in a while. It's just that school is taking up most of my time. And I'm getting writers block and I have no idea how to solve this problem.