A Dangerous Game •Jon Moxley•

12; Perspectives & Detention

Monday morning all you saw when you walked through the halls was the Eagle Gazette in everyone's hand. My article was the talk of the school.

And for the right reasons. I was glad Grace gave me a chance to tell everyone the truth.

And she looked much happier. After handing in her uniform to the cheer team, she began sitting with us in every class, and joined us for lunch as well.

"Even the teachers are obsessed with the article. It was amazing Astrid, really." Grace smiled.

"I'm glad it's going over well, you deserve it." I nodded.

"Olivia, 1 o clock." Jacob pointed to where she was stomping over to us.

She slammed a copy of the paper down on the table, glaring at us. "Care to explain?!"

"Actually, I don't have to explain anything." Grave defended. "We didn't use your name, we told my story, how I wanted it to be told."

"Leave me out of whatever revenge plan your plotting out of jealousy, please!" She scoffed.

By now the whole cafeteria had their eyes on us.

"I'm jealous? Of what?! I'm happy I finally got to see you for what you truly are. A no good rotten snake." She snapped.

"Alright hon lets go." Jacob muttered.

"Better listen to your boy toy!" Olivia sneered.

I stood up, "Olivia, back off! Your just mad that for once, you weren't in control! Accept it, and move on! Otherwise your proving what we said to be true.."

"Astrid, oh I'm sick of you acting like your the boss around here! You've been here for what? Two weeks? You need to back off!" She growled, pushing me back.

"Hey, don't touch her." Grace stood infront of me.

"Surprise surprise, little miss newspaper can't fight on her own." She smirked.

I didn't even realize what I was doing at first. Until I felt my hand grab for Jacob's smoothie,
Twist the cap off, and then dump it all over Olivia.

I heard the gasps from everyone watching us.

"OH MY GOD! YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Olivia yelled.

She tried coming after me but Grace smacked her across the face.

"Boy that felt good." She sighed in relief.

Jacob held Olivia back as she began throwing a tantrum.

"You four! My office, NOW." Principal Weller stood in the doorway.

Olivia rushed out the cafeteria and the three of us slowly followed.

Once inside his office, I began to get nervous. I didn't want to get in trouble. Especially for a stupid reason like this.

"So does anyone mind telling me what happened?" Weller demanded, looking between us.

"Well I was voicing my opinions on the recent issue of the newspaper," Olivia began, but Grace scoffed.

"Your Just mad because it's the truth!"

"Like hell it is!" She defended.

"Girls girls girls! Calm down and be quiet!" Weller yelled. "Astrid, since you seem like the only mature one thus far, please give your side of the story."

Great. That had everyone's attention on me now.

"Well I..uh..don't really remember, sir. Everything was a little chaotic." I shrugged.