*Shelby*

The cold plastic chair pressed into my back as I waited anxiously to be called into my academic advisor’s office. Ms. Smith sent me an email the day before, alluding to the fact that there was something that needed to be discussed in person.

I already knew that it had something to do with the horrible slander pieces being written about me since it came out that Michael and I were dating.

“Miss Hatton, please come ...