(Avery)
I woke up to my phone vibrating on the nightstand. The room was still dark, the sun just starting to come up. I reached for it and looked at the screen. Twenty notifications. Then thirty. Then more.
I sat up, confused. My heart started racing. I unlocked my phone and opened f*******:. The first thing I saw made my stomach turn.
Photos. Of us. At the lake.
Someone had taken pictures of us swimming yesterday. But they weren't just normal pictures. The angles made it look like something else. Like we were doing things we weren't. The captions were worse.
"Avery Blake caught in scandalous lake house getaway with THREE boyfriends."
"Is this what rich kids do on weekends?"
"She's out of control."
I scrolled through the comments. People were saying horrible things. Calling me name
