"Why should a homewrecker be protected just because of her academic record and connections as student council president? Homewreckers should be condemned and left to rot in the sunlight!"
Her passionate speech stirred up a frenzy among the students. The room buzzed with gossip and speculation.
"Oh my God, I used to like Amelia. I can't believe she's this kind of person."
"Seriously. No wonder she was so pretty and has good academic record. Must be that her character is really shady. She's probably been seducing for a while."
"I'm betting Amelia really did go after Rebecca's boyfriend. Otherwise, why would Rebecca explode like this? It's a total fish-or-cut-bait situation. I really feel for Rebecca."
As the situation spiraled out of control, threatening to become headline news, the director, Dean Clarke, unable to save face any longer, pushed past me and grabbed the microphone. His voice boomed across the hall.
"Everyone, shut it!"
The room fell silent instantly.
Rebecca shouted, "Mr. Clarke, why are you defending her? Don't tell me she seduced you too?"
The 60-something Dean's blood pressure skyrocketed. He gripped the railing, steadying himself.