He looks very, very mad.
And I don’t know why.
???
Let’s recap on the most interesting parts of the first semester.
“Did you get the email, too?”
Grace groans on the other side of the phone call, shuffling heard in the background. She’s silent for a moment, and when she speaks again, her words mirror my own thoughts.
“Well, that title’s dramatic,” she snorts. “We all know what the most interesting parts of the first semester were.”
“Somehow, I think I’m in the top three,” I chuckle.
Grace falls silent, our breathing echoing through the line. My finger swipes down, opening the email, and then I brace myself with a deep breath. The first part of the email has the Sinners and Saints banner, which is in a deep shade of black, with pink letters and some golden details.
This semester has been one of the most interesting ones. Well, ifyou ignore the entirety of last school year. There’s just something about this semester that promises the second one will be equally as interesting and filled with gossip.
“She might as well have pointed the finger at me,” I groan, rolling over to my stomach, reading through the article.”
“Oh, she’s about to, I think.”
There are some highlights in the article, memorable mentions, if you will. One of them is a few students sneaking in weed, and a few others that are alleged rumors between the professors, such as our economics professor, Mr. Dawson, cheating on his wife with Ms. Dana, and getting her pregnant. He’s a married man, and given that Ms. Dana’s not been showing, it’s either all a lie, or she got an abortion to cover it up. Either way, I missed this entire gossip bit because it was during the first month of the semester, and I was busy studying.
“Let’s read the top three spots together. Ready?”
“You start.”
Grace clears her throat. “Who would’ve thought that the golden girl, the self-proclaimed queen of the Academy, would cheat on her exams? Looks like this time, daddy couldn’t bribe her way out of a punishment.”
A scoff comes from me. “I didn’t cheat!”
“I know,” Grace snickers. “Do you think we’ll ever be able to find out who’s behind Sinners and Saints?”
“Unlikely,” I mutter. “We’re finishing up. I highly doubt this person will ever be found out, and if they are, it will be long after we’ve graduated.”
“To be fair, we are the juiciest generation she’s had. And maybe she’ll revamp the website and turn it into a gossip channel for the affluent and arrogant.”
“That’d be a hassle, and she wouldn’t get as much information. Then again, I don’t think it’s just one person.”
Grace is silent for a moment. “It never crossed my mind that it could be more than one person.”
“I mean, imagine the number of emails they’re getting weekly. From silly, petty things, to things such as Soren’s sex tape. I mean, one person couldn’t possibly filter them all, write the articles, and send emails almost on a daily basis.”
“I’m now more inclined to try and figure out who it is.”
“Oh? Any theories?”
“What if it’s Lila?”
I laugh. “Please, Lila? There’s a higher chance it would be you or me than Lila.”
“You’re right,” she sighs. “Lila doesn’t really like being bothered by other people’s issues. She’s a softie deep down, but it’s really, really deep down.”
“What about Cassia?” I offer. “You think it could be her? She’s rarely had anything written about her, despite being one of the most problematic people on campus.”
“I don’t think she would’ve leaked Soren’s sex tape, though,” Grace says, then pausing to think. “She’s been obsessed with him for years, and if perchance it were to be discovered she’s the one behind Sinners and Saints, Soren would ruin her.”
