After the
first interview, getting the every day details about her fellow cheer squad
members and the A-list football players was a snap. Especially Tyler .
The more Brittany could place
herself at the quarterbacks side the higher her social credit rose. She even
hinted that the continued attention might increase her odds of becoming the top
cheerleader next season.
By the time
her third Dear Lippy column came out she had most of the cheer squad and a few
from the general student body approaching her with tidbits that they thought
belonged in the social news. Very little of it helped directly with the
investigation, but it gave her an excuse for being all over campus talking to
all sorts of people. It gave her a solid cover.
Who knew
that trafficking gossip would be the key to uncovering the details about a high
school drug ring? Crazy! Right?
There was
sooooo much of it too. Not that she cared that Bobby Seton was dating both of
the Parks sisters at the same time and neither of them knew about it. Or that
Julia Thomson had a mysterious morning sickness. The problem was deciding which
of the rumors to include in the column. Up to this point she’d been using just
the three most interesting bits, but it was getting harder to decide which ones
those were.
Mr. Lee had
actually done Jackie a huge favor. In addition to still having a position on
the writing staff, she’d been handed a veritable gold mine of information. The
possibilities were huge. For instance, she had found out Tyler ’s
schedule. There had been no repeat of the parking lot encounter. Sooner or
later they would have to meet again, but until then Jackie would have to pursue
other leads in the investigation.
Now that
everyone expected her to be snooping around on campus for the latest gossip to
use in her column, Jackie could easily follow Tyler
and catch him selling drugs. Then once she had a list of clients she could
follow them, perhaps even interview them as Dear Lippy and see what secrets
might slip out.
Jackie’s
mind was so wrapped up in day-dreaming about her investigation that she nearly
missed Tyler walking past her. He
stopped at the drinking fountain for a quick drink and then was off again. His
gorgeous hair and confident stride momentarily distracted her.
A quick
shake of the head tossed any thoughts of a non-investigative nature aside. She
took half a dozen steps after him when somebody stepped in front of her,
blocking any further progress.
Hayden
Riley stood before her. Arms bigger than her thighs. Breath worse than death.
He offered a gap-toothed smile. “Well, if it isn’t Dear Lippy.”
“Yes.”
Jackie’s mind raced for something to say that would throw Tyler ’s
body guard off balance. “Did you want to be interviewed?”
A confused
look crossed Hayden’s face. He took a step back and folded his arms. “No!”
Jackie gave
a moment to see if there was anything else forthcoming. There wasn’t. She took
a step to the side and walked around him without further impediment.
All had not
been lost; she could still see Tyler
ahead. A few quickened steps and she could catch up with him.
“I have a
something you are going to want to put in your column,” said a girl with
braided blonde hair, braces, and thick glasses.
Jackie
tried to remember the girl’s name, but could only recall that she was part of
the nerd herd that hosted book parties whenever the latest Zombie Love
movie was released. Last year the girl and her friends had dressed up as zombie
groupies and had to be sent home to put on some school appropriate clothing.
“The
coolest party of the year is going to be at my house Friday.”
“Great.”
Jackie tried to sound enthused.
“Aren’t you
going to write it down?” asked the zombie queen.
Jackie
strained her neck to keep Tyler in
sight. “No need. I’ll remember it. Cool party. Friday night. Come and get your
zombie on.”
“Won’t you
need my address?”
“I got it
already.”
“Wow!
Thanks.”
A quick
scan failed to locate Tyler . Jackie
switched into swift pursuit mode and made for the last corner where she had
seen him. She rounded the edge of the building and ran smack into the Evil
Trinity of Cheer.
“Watch
where you’re going,” snarled Stephanie Canton.
“Sorry,”
Jackie offered, anxious to be on her way, but Stephanie pointed a finger at her
face.
“You!” Her
tone held more than a little contempt. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll
stay away from Tyler . He’s mine.”
Time for another reader choice. Should Jackie . . .
A) Confront Tyler
directly
B) Start following one of his accomplices
C) Focus on finding the supplier
D) End the story – have Jackie join the cheer squad and live
happily ever after.
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