LOGINIn the school hallway that led to the auditorium. Students were filing out of the auditorium with shock on their faces. They discussed what they had just heard in twos, threes, groups... Even people that had never talked to each other in their whole lives talked to each other! "I can't believe Amelia would do something like that." "I know right? It's really confusing. She didn't seem to hate Navaeh. She greeted her once in a while." "Exactly. Those you never think would do something are the ones that stab you in the back." "Those that chose to believe Navaeh are really wise." "I know right? The poor girl had to work to cater her siblings need and someone used that against her? How horrible." "But I have to give kudos to Navaeh. I have trouble babysitting my junior brother that is even 10! But she has to take care of her two siblings that are half his age! And they're two!" "Me too! She's really trying." "I pity her. How could a hardworking student be called a slut just like t
"So this is the house where the IP address was tracked to?" Navaeh asked turning to Quinnel who gave me a nod. They were all standing in front of a house that was constructed with wood that had almost fallen unto the house. The woods had been eaten by woodpeckers yet it seemed someone was living in it since there was light in what they presumed to be the kitchen."Ready to find out who it is?" Zaire questioned Navaeh and she nodded her head."We need a plan first. Whoever is in there won't just say they indeed did it, you know?" Ashley asked and Navaeh nodded her head slowly."Okay, Jake and Zaire... You guys should go maybe into the person's room, get the person's phone or a laptop of a sort... Any device the person might have used to post it.""Why?" Jake asked Ashley."We're going to need evidence you know? You can't just barge into the school and say so so is the person that framed our baby. No one would believe you without an evidence. People would think you're desperate to cle
"Who do you guys think did it?" Jake asked looking at Quinnel and Zaire.Zaire looked at Quinnel who shook his head lightly."Maybe we can get a hacker to help us track down the IP address of the poster?" Jake asked and Zaire and Quinnel looked up at him immediately.Presently, they were in the cafeteria with students chatter all over the room. And the word on their lips was about the post.No one. Absolutely no one could guess who posted it. They thought Navaeh was someone loved by the whole school so something like this happening was absurd."IP address?" Zaire asked foolishly and Jake shook his head."Yes. An IP address is your house internet address of a sort. It's like, when you have that number... You already know whose house the internet is coming from. Simple as that. But you can't just randomly find it. Cause the IP address is like the key to your house internet. But, a hacker can access the internet and find someone that posted it by tracking down the IP address. Simple as t
Navaeh's breath was laboured as she scrolled down the article reading it. Her head was muddled yet her brain could process the words she was reading.Her tears had started to choke her threatening to fall off her eyes and roll down her cheeks but she blinked them away and continued reading."Everyone knows the queen diva, right? Navaeh Thatcher. The awesomely straight A student. Her first position has never been threatened not once but not for long.What if I told you, she isn't all she seems? All perfect and all that? What if I told you, it was all a facade? What if I told you her parents neglected her?Not only her... Her siblings included. She has always had to cater for the needs of her siblings all by herself yet she comes to school like all is well.Making so many people jealous of her! It's unfair! She's the one with the wrecked home! She's the two faced one.All of you who call yourselves her friend, have you ever for once been to her house? Met her parents? Have you seen her
"Hey guys!" I called pushing the door to the house open.I had planned with Beatrix the day before to drop my sister's off at our house instead of going to her home.I meant to give them a surprise so I didn't tell them I was coming home even when we talked this morning. So they have no clue and today is Saturday so it's really the best."Did you hear that?" I heard from upstairs and I grinned."Hear what? You keep hearing things." "I'm not hearing things! You're the one with the bad ears.""I don't have a bad ear." "Yeah sure. I'll believe you when it doesn't snow on Christmas.""You know that's impossible.""Exactly. "I shook my head and pushed the door to their room open. Immediately, before I even step in, they shrieked out loud."Help!""A burglar!""I told you I heard something!""Well? This is not the time to argue! And defend your point or whatever it is you're doing! We're about to get burgled or worse, kidnapped!"I rolled my eyes while shaking my head and threw my duffel
Who do I know in New York? No one. Absolutely no one.So imagine my surprise when I hear, "It's really you guys."I'm like, what?! Am I about to be kidnapped by someone who claims to know me? Oh, Quinnel is here to help. But what is he is whisked away as well before he gets to say a word?! Ah! Stop being dramatic!I turned around to come face to face with a brown haired woman beaming with smiles. Directed at us. Woman, I don't know you!I subconsciously gave the woman a once over and nope, I don't know her.I glanced over at Quinnel to see his brow was already raised at the woman's face in confusion.He doesn't know her. Wait, he is supposed to know her. Why won't he know her? Cause I don't know her!So how does she know me?"Were you talking to us?" Quinnel asked and the woman's smile faded."Aren't you... Leo?""Leo?" Quinnel repeated in shock and she nodded her head vigorously.She turned her head to me."And she's...""Not the person you're looking for." I cut her off before s
Being the only black girl gave me a kind of popularity when I first came to this school. And then my academics gave me more popularity. Hold on, I didn't tell you I was black? Let me describe myself again. My personal appearance now I mean. "Ash..." When did we go on nickname calling? It all happ
With a furrowed brows, I continued to stare at Quinnel who was also staring at me with both hands in his pocket."Dude, what the fuck?" Was the first thing that flew out of my mouth before I could even process it."Hold on, I mean... What are you doing here?" I corrected shaking my head."Right. Ca
Is this the sign a rapture is coming? Is the world coming to an end?! I'm not ready to die! "Quinnel?" I asked again. Don't blame me. I'm shocked to the bones right now. Quinnel Ashford is on the phone with me?! As in, it's Quinnel, the captain of the basketball team. The one I only talked to by
Quinnel. "Bye Mom." I said. "Won't you eat breakfast?" She asked coming from the kitchen. "I know... I'm late for practice." "Regards to coach." "Kay... bye big man." "Bye." Caspian muttered eating his cereal. Today was the first day of school and yes we really do have practice... Crazy coa







