Just Before Graduation.

ii. to serve cold.

No one did.

Even as he walked through the hall to his locker, no one spared him a glance. He was relieved but hurt, it wouldn't kill for someone to look up from their phones and notice his presence. Even it was a junior. Oliver sighed, opened his locker and took out his blue blazer with some other books.

He checked the notice board for the new session timetable. Oliver was a week late but he didn't mind, the first week of resumption was really boring and most students did not resume early. The timetable was filled, with barely any free periods or social hours. It was the final year for his class so it wasn't surprising that they were choked up with classes.

He went to his class, ignoring the gossips around him as he took his seat at the back. Students were busy whispering to each other, unaware of the person who had just taken a seat. They were so engrossed in rumors, talking about who's doing who, who cheated on who and who's gonna be next on Tattletaler.

That was the main reason for his resumption. To give them something to talk about, someone to ruin and attack. He searched the class for the tiers. They weren't here, they were probably off somewhere planning something awful or bullying junior students. The thought of that made him angry.

The bell rang, signalling the beginning of the teaching hours and students took their seats as they waited for the teacher as well as the tiers to arrive.

"Tattletaler is so cruel."

Excuse me, what? Oliver turned to the two girls close to him, one dark and the other fair. He didn't know their names and wondered which one of them said that, so he could use her as the next victim. Tattletaler wasn't cruel, the tiers were.

"No, it's not." the dark one said, shaking her head in the negative." It is a good thing."

The fair one opened her mouth to say something, probably to argue, when the tiers walked into the class in their oh-so-perfect glory. The first tiers donned their magnificent navy blue blazers with their prefect badge on it, feeling proud and heads held high. The third tiers followed as usual, all four dressed in their uniform and green blazers.

The second tier, however, was incomplete. Only two of its members were in class, walking sluggishly to their seats. Perhaps, they were devastated due to the scandal concerning one of their members. It served them right, anyone a part of the tiers was just as evil as Lucy no matter how nice they were.

Speaking of Lucy, she wasn't in class. Only three members of the first tiers were present, Lucy was pregnant. Pregnant girls didn't go to school, but that wouldn't stop him from destroying her. She was going to get burnt, so hard she'd wish she was dead.

"Oh! Baby! Harder!", Joseph Nwosu, a second tier Prefect, wriggled against his chair, hands roaming over his body. He was imitating Fidelia in her sex video. "Don't stop!"

Laughter erupted. Joseph stopped, laughing too, slamming his hand against the desk in an attempt to contain his laughter. Oliver didn't find it funny, his intention was to instil fear into the minds of the tier not make them laugh out loud. It was only a matter of time before they started pissing their pants, having heart attacks and getting paranoid. They should enjoy it for the little time it lasted.

"Who would have thought? If someone told me she was that kind of a person, I would have sworn on my life and argued otherwise.", said Seyi. Oliver agreed. He didn't think he would have any thing interesting concerning Fidelia as she was polite, very calm and very holy but you never know someone well until you hid in their wardrobe.

"A daughter of Zion! If not for the video, I would have thought Tattletaler was a joke." added Joseph, who had finally stopped laughing. Thus, the essence of evidence. Oliver had found it absolutely necessary to attach evidence to every thing he posted, it was what made Tattletaler credible.