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Amelia Forbes

The video had been taken down. That I was certain of, because I'd personally gone on Leila's vlog in search of it, but couldn't find it. Coach Hens had kept his word, and for that I was grateful. And by the looks of it, it seemed like he was already enforcing the punishment he'd meted out to Jason. This morning, after I arrived at school, I spotted Jason leaving the coach's office, a deep frown etched onto his face. He'd probably gone to beg so he didn't have to write the letter but had been turned down.

Good for him. That'll teach him.

Aside from spotting him earlier, I'd also had two classes with him today, Geometry and English, and all the while, there'd been no spitballs or chewed gum. Throughout the classes, he'd done nothing but sit crossed armed, staring at the teacher, obviously not comprehending a word from the look on his face.

What did Jason really think? That he could just do anything he liked to me and go scot free? That I was some