Because You Love to Hate Me(19)



FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

ME? I’m the one trying to take it down! Lance is just mad I wouldn’t go to Prom with him—that’s why he’s being cruel.

Art, whoever did this to you is a real cockroach. My cousin works at Joust. I’m texting her to see if she can delete the account. Ask Nadia Croes. She’s on the cheer team and in your homeroom and will tell you how hard I’ve been working to fix this.

FROM: GWEN

TO: NADIA

Listen—whatever Art Pendragon asks you about me in homeroom, say yes, otherwise I’ll tell the girls you were in the bathroom with Boris Polanski at halftime instead of helping us sell Popsicles FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

Ok I asked Nadia and she backed you up.

Sorry I doubted you. Thanks for your help.

It’s just weird coming to school where I used to have fun and now I’m being bullied by someone I don’t even know.

Lance still swears it’s you.

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Lance and I have very different definitions of what it means to be your friend.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

All the Knights are on my case.

Saying I’m a virgin and all that.

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

They’re pissed that I like you instead of them. Besides, I think it’s romantic if you’re saving yourself.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

Who I hook up with isn’t anyone’s business.

But I don’t hook up to get off or to tell people or to feel better about myself or because I feel lonely on a Friday night.

I want real love.

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

That’s . . . amazing.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

People are sticking wet noodles to my backpack Wtf

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Mmm, probably isn’t the best time for you to be going to Prom with Lance, is it FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

Ha

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

For all we know, he’s the one who started @Excalibur FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

Don’t be stupid

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

I’m serious.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

Lance du Lac is my boy.

He’d take a bullet for me.

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Maybe he’s in love with you. Maybe he thinks if he can’t have you no one else will. Or that humiliating you in front of the whole school means he can be there to comfort you. Or all of the above.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

And here I thought you two were hooking up ha ha FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

WHAT??? DID HE SAY THAT????

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

No ha ha chill out

It’s just you two avoid each other at school but then hang out secretly Usually means you’re hooking up

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

One could say the same thing about you and Lance.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

That’s low

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Like you said, who you hook up with is none of my business :) FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

I’m just not gonna show up to Prom at all

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

That won’t solve anything. Look, think of it like the story from Merlin’s: I’m Persephone, you’re Persephone’s mother, and Lance is Hades. You need to fight for me.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

Huh? Doesn’t Persephone end up being Hades’s queen?

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

OK, fine. Then you’re Hades. Whatever. Look, you need to show up with a girl who will shut everyone up. The girl every boy at Camelot Prep wants to be with.

Taking me to Prom will fix everything.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

But why would Lance hurt me

I don’t get it

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Why do you keep asking me about Lance?

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Art, you there?

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

You really think Lance started the Joust

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

I think it’s time the King of Camelot had a queen.

FROM: ART

TO: GWEN

No one will mess with me ever again.

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Exactly :) See you at lunch

FROM: GWEN

TO: ART

Hey . . . can’t find you at your usual table. Everything okay?

FROM: LANCE

TO: GWEN

You seen Art?

FROM: GWEN

TO: LANCE

No. You?

FROM: ELAINE

TO: GWEN

You need to get to the park by school

FROM: GWEN

TO: ELAINE

Can’t. Merlin’s rambling about how much he liked my essay on the test and that I need to participate more in class. Won’t stop talking. Literally texting behind my back right now.

FROM: ELAINE

TO: GWEN

Art just beat the crap outta Lance

FROM: GWEN

TO: ELAINE





WHAT


FROM: ELAINE

TO: GWEN

Art said Lance started the Joust. Left Lance curled up in the dirt. Think he’s crying.

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