Chapter Nine

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"Now, the school has been alerted of the problem at hand. We are working with the IT department to get the picture off of the school server. We are also investigating who was the source," The headmaster said to me her tone now softer from how it was when the conversation had started.

"It was Eleanor, she confessed to it herself! I exclaimed. I still couldn't believe that she just let Eleanor leave the office, just like that, no questions asked. What kind of school was this? Elite my ass.

"Miss German, again, we have no proof that it was Eleanor. However, I will look into your claim." She said sternly.

"So, what now, do I just go back into a room with her and pretend like nothing happened?" I asked, I had the dreadful feeling that that was going to be the case.

"Well all the dorms are full to capacity, so for right now I advise that you and Eleanor be nice, until the situation is handled."

**

I left the office feeling down, nothing had been resolved, nothing had gone my way. The headmaster was right, to a certain extent, even if it was true that Eleanor sent the picture, I should have reported it, instead of starting a fight with her. I was treading on a rocky bridge, now most likely labelled as a slut, because the whole student body may have already saw the picture. I put my hands over my face as I sat down on a bench outside of the headmaster's office for a moment. I had only been at school for a few weeks and there was already so much drama going on, I was behind on my school work and risked getting expelled at any unsatisfactory behaviour. I just loved how my semester was going, I thought sarcastically. I saw my phone ringing and It was Asha, I ignored the call still not wanting to talk to her. The last thing I wanted to do was to disappoint Asha, who did everything in her power to get me into this school and live my dream.

I got up from where I was seated, as I wondered around campus aimlessly. I observed a few students watching me, some laughing and others telling their friends that that was the girl in the photo. I took a seat on one of the benches in the yard, trying to now hide myself from too many views. At this point I didn't want to go to class, I looked at my time and sighed loudly as I realized that I had one in the next ten minutes. How am I going to do this? My thoughts then interrupted by a message notification from Sara in the group chat.

Sara: I'm working with the IT department on getting the picture off the school server and whoever has it on their phone after that or bothers you will be penalized. Orders of the Headmaster.

Sophia: I appreciate it. I don't want to go to class.

Sara: you need to go to class. I don't want you flunking out. The headmaster is going to be watching you closely.

Hazel: yes, you should go to class.

Sophia: I'll go I'll go. Sara can I sleep by you tonight?

Sara: You can sleep by me as long as you want hunny.

Hazel: You could send me a list of stuff and I could bring it over from your dorm room if you'd like.

Sophia: thanks, you all are life savers.

I made my way to class reluctantly, as I entered the classroom, students were starting at me. I tried my best to ignore the stares as I travelled to the back of the class to my seat.

"Slut," someone said as I passed by.

"Stop it," another girl said.

"Didn't you hear about the risk of being expelled for even bothering this girl?" Another student said.

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