She bares her soul

"STOP IT!" Lauren screams at the top of her lungs. "STOP IT! STOP!" The tears are streaming down her face now and obscuring her vision. "I DON'T DESERVE THIS!" Lauren wails. "I don't deserve this."

The jeering from the crowd subsides. They want to hear what Lauren, the bitchiest, cruelest girl from their high school days has to say.

"What kind of monsters are you?!" Lauren angrily spits out. "I have been stripped, mocked, shamed, and humiliated and **** to do things no one should ever have to do! I have lost everything! My money, my clothes, my... ****** my home, my looks, my respect, and even my dignity! And for what? Because I was mean?! Because I used to pick on some of you?! Because some of you were jealous of what I had?!" (Vanessa winces at that last part.)

One by one, the looks on peoples' faces start to change to frowns.

"Was I a bitch in high school? Yeah, probably," Lauren admits as she begins bawling like a baby.

"You totally were!" Yells someone back.

"Who wasn't?!" Lauren retorts. "We were all just trying to blend in and be liked!"

"*Sniff* Sooooo true..." One of Vanessa's bitchy, beautiful, bikini-clad 'friends' says as she wipes a tear away from her own eye.

"Have I been selfish, and mean, and lied about my looks?" She looks down at her body, her own self-hatred bubbling forward. "YES! Obviously! I mean, look at me!" She gestures wildly to her fat belly, scrawny chicken legs, bony arms, flat chest, and big ass. "Nobody could possibly want this!"

"Well, hey now..." mumbles David, much to Vanessa's shock.

"I just wanted to pretty and popular..." Lauren whimpers. "I *SNIFF* just *BAWL* wanted *WHEEZE* someone *SNIFFLE* *BAWL* to *SNIFF* *BAWL* *WHEEZE* *SNIFF* love meeeeee!"

And with that, the naked, crying, completely broken Lauren runs away, towards the parking lot. Her bare feet kicking up sand and slapping against the hot pavement.

The crowd is deathly silent as they all look at each other and soak in Lauren's words.

Vanessa's face scrunches up as she clutches her own chest. She feels so terrible for what she's done.

And then a lone voice from the mob emerges. It's Tammy, one of Vanessa's friends.

"GOD! What a fucking bitch!" Tammy says as she rolls her eyes.

The crowd immediately bursts into laughter.

"Did you see the way she looked?!" Says another woman from Lauren's old class, Joan, a now-frumpy house wife and mother of three. "She got what she deserved for being a liar!"

"YEAH!" Says half-a-dozen other people.

Vanessa just stands their in utter shock as the mob mentality returns. Soon everyone else is laughing and joking about Lauren, and mockingly repeating her words.

Utterly disgusted by her own actions and those of everyone else, she quietly leaves the beach and starts looking for Lauren.