Ignorance Is Bliss

Prologue

What happens when the rich and powerful can't hide behind their secrets and lies anymore?

When a certain person causes rich, popular jocks to completely drop off the school's radar, and the not-so-popular students rise to power all over Springfield?

Nobody's ever seen this person. He or she leaves anonymous notes on the town's newpaper website. Soon after, new evidence always arises in a police case or a certain witness will come forward. Soon after, a member of the Richie Rich part of town goes to court. And when this anonymous person leaves a post, they're never lying. Because whichever rich person went to court only leaves to be transported to a nearby prison. Whatever necessary evidence or research missing against them suddenly surfaces.

Even when people started flooding the website with fake anonymous notes, filled with lies, and the Springfield Online had to disable comments and posts from anyone except high-ranked staff, this anonymous informative hacked the website and left comments that way. It became easier. There was never anything important enough to have to hack Springfield's website, but if there was, you knew it was serious. Because people just didn't hack the website to spread lies about who did what.

Or so everyone hoped. It was odd, everyone wanted to believe the things being said against the rich and powerful. Or, the town's Preps as everyone calls them. You know the ones. Only the latest brand-name clothing, $250 shoes, and their bags are nothing if not $100, at the very least. Not to mention the very air surrounding them is toxic. They act like they're above us ordinary citizens, not to mention the law itself.

I'm here to put them in their place, reveal what they've done and help out the hands of justice.

But it didn't start out this way. I did it once for revenge, before dropping out of public school and switching to homeschooling. They say young love is beautiful, I say it can become addictive and suffocating. It's like perfume: it starts out sweet and wonderful, but before long it's overpowering. I got revenge on an upper-class guy because he cheated on me, and then spread rumors that destroyed my reputation. False rumors, I might add.

So, I destroyed him. He was a drug dealer, working in the dark of night, hidden under shadows, dishing out drugs to the poor souls addicted to them. I just so happened to catch him in action. And wouldn't you know, I had my camera. Which also records videos. What are the odds?

Long story short, I sent in the videos and I might've hacked into his phone and copied some of his conversations, forwarding everything to the police under an anonymous profile.

That was 2 years ago, when I was much less mature. Now I use my abilities for all the right reasons. I only put away the people who've committed crimes. Do people fear me? Probably. And they should. I have the abilities to destroy both lives and reputations. At this point, I'm not sure which is more important to the general public. Oh well.

My name is Bexley Greer, and I won't stop until one of two things happens:

1. I get arrested for hacking. (Very unlikey, yet still possible. After all, I'm only human.)

2. Balance in our town is restored. These aren't the B.C. ages anymore. I'm going to destroy the social hierarchy. Nobody is above the law.

Is one 17 year old girl capable of this? Probably not, but I can try.

Welcome to my side, AKA the dark side. (I ate all the cookies, but have some punch if you want..)