#Chapter 19 - Anger

Ruby Although the growing number of comments is horrible and traumatizing, I just can’t bring myself to tear my eyes away from my phone screen. My surroundings fade into the distance, and it feels as though I’m nothing but a floating pair of eyeballs in a void staring at a screen. “Is this really Ruby Jones? The new girl?” “omg, these pics are so slutty!!” “who goes 2 a buffet and steals the food like that?” “LOL, look at her stuffing her face! she’s such a pig” “there’s no way this pariah is an aristocrat. #expelrubyjones” “Hahahah, it’s her third day here and someone already hates her enough to post these! I think that might be a world record.” “should i retweet this? i think i should retweet this. lol #whorethief” I can feel a pounding headache suddenly coming on as the bile rises in my throat. Is no one going to say anything about this slander? It’s nothing but cruelty. I was clearly drugged and taken advantage of, although I do