"Deana, what were you thinking?"
It was Saturday morning and the girls were looking for a place to park in the over crowded campus garage.
"Do you think we're gonna make it in time?" Avery asked from the backseat, pulling a pink volunteer t-shirt over her head.
"We'll be fine, it's still early." Maggie gripped the wheel and scanned the narrow lanes for an opening. "Deana, I'm talking to you."
"Why are you making such a big deal outta this?" Deana used the tiny visor mirror to touch up her lip gloss. "It's not like I killed somebody. Besides, I'm just following orders."
"Erica, our dean of pledges."
"What happened?" Avery tied her hair into a messy knot on top of her head.
Maggie tried to ease into a spot but was met with a handicap sign."Deana, spill." Grumbling, she backed the tiny smart car out and resumed her search. "We're in the same pledge class so you can tell us anything."
"Look, all I did was hang out with Charles Jacobs." Deana admitted.
"The president of Tri-Chi?!" Avery blurted. "He's such a pig!"
"Actually he's not that bad. Plus he's gorgeous. I'm chair for our mixer next week."
"Tell me you didn't sleep with him." Maggie cursed under her breath as the spot ahead was taken by a Fiat. She flipped him the bird as they passed by.
"Trust me. There was no sleeping that night." Deana boasted, biting her lip. "That boy is hung like a-"
"You little skank, I told you to stay away from him!"
"Look, you guys dated a million years ago. Get over it already."
"First of all, I DGAF about CJ. And secondly, you just screwed yourself."
Avery took a deep breath. "She's right, Dee."
"What I'm about to say doesn't leave this car, got it?"
Deana and Maggie exchanged glances and said OK.
"You know that website, Caught Ya Coeds?"
"That disgusting site with all those porn videos of girls on campus?" Maggie swerved out of the garage and drove back onto the road in search of another lot.
"Yeah. Well my video was supposed to be uploaded last semester, but I found out he was the one posting them."
"Who?" Deana snapped as Maggie attended to the notification going off on her phone.
"CJ. He gets girls up to his room where he has a hidden video camera in his headboard, and then posts them online the next morning. I found the camera and threatened to tell, but he said he'd release the video on every social media platform and you know once something online, it's there forever."
"Yeah right. You really expect me to believe that?"
"Why would I make that up?! The only reason I'm not on there is because I know the truth, but if I tell, my reputation is over."
"I'll believe it whe---"
The sound of twisted metal filled their ears.
The windshield exploded as Deana was thrown head first through it, shards piercing their skin and shredding their clothes.
Maggie was pinned to the seat by a the steering wheel, her legs going numb, and Avery's eye bled from the shrapnel sticking out of it.
There wasn't enough time to scream as the second truck slammed into them, making the world go black.
When the investigator was questioned about the cause of the accident, he shook his head as he held up a bloody cell phone.
"Texting while driving."