Maya's POV
So I was walking down the hallway, ya know, like, always. But I was stopped by Robert Salem , or boogerboy. "Hey Maya, I brought you this from my moms cooler!" He held up an icy wine bottle. "It's for your alcohol problem!"
A couple of people laughed. I snatched the wine bottle out of his hands and smacked him in the head with it.  He fell to the ground. "Now it looks  like you have a head problem!" I said smugly. And I don't have alcohol problems!! And if I did, at least I don't pick AND eat my boogers!" I said while dropping the wine bottle on his lap. A couple of people snickered.
While enjoying my moment in the spotlight, someone pulled me into the dark side (aka the alley of lockers that no one uses whatsoever.) I turned  around to see that it was Missy. "What is wrong with you? Haven't you and Riley tortured me enough?"
"never mind that! Listen I know who's been spreading rumors about you and set you up a Twitter account.
"Who?"
"It was, me."