It all started when Emma told Donna that she liked Fred. At the time they both giggled and left it at that.
Later that day, when Donna was walking home from the bus drop-off with Pippa, Donna found herself at a loss for words. Pippa, who was in with the cool crowd, only walked with Donna because she had to, them living on the same street and all, so when Donna felt that familiar awkward silence coming on, she fished frantically inside the innards of her brain for a topic. And she found it; only, when Donna told Pippa that Emma liked Fred she scrunched up her nose and tried hard to sound all-knowing; “Not just likes Fred…she likes-likes him.” Who could blame Donna? This was Pippa she was talking to! Pippa shrugged and allowed the silence to fester. It was not until the next morning that the little piece of news came in handy.
She was sitting in the aura of Maggie; taller, blonder, more beautiful than Pippa could ever be. Gazing at the jocks walking by, Maggie disturbed the air with a high-pitched; “I dunno what you’re all looking at! They’re all little boys!”
“Hmm-mmm, we all know what your type is!” said Sammy, and Maggie smiled her I’m-so-grown-up-and-mysterious smile, which basically gave her a duck face. Pippa, who in the two years of high school had become allergic to that smile, began to simmer; “If it’s Fred you’re talking about, forget it. He likes Emma!”
And that was the last peaceful morning Emma spent at that school. She was jeered at and bullied to the brink of depression until her parents dragged her and their belongings out of town.
Still, Emma got it better than Fred did. His attorney pleaded with the judge that it was only a rumour, and the judge should know how rumours fly; especially ones so juicy. But the judge didn’t buy it and Prof. Fredrick Simmons ended up in jail for abusing a minor.
For Trifecta. The word given to us this Monday was FLY:
You know it actually took me two days to come up with a story?! But my mind pulled through in the very early hours of the third day (It’s 00:53 over here). Hope you like this one.
Whoa! Didn’t see that ending coming. By the way, it’s nice to see Mona Lisa smiling, even if it is a duck face smile. 🙂
Hehe 😀 Thanks for your comment.
Wow, nice ending 🙂
Good work. I didn’t see that coming, either. It’s a sobering realization of how much damage can be done unwittingly.
Rumours can ruin lives. Thanks a lot for your comment, Elaine 🙂
Great job building this story! Love how you follow the rumour almost like it’s another character. Well done Sandra!
I love that you saw the rumour as a character in its own right! thanks for your comment, Suzanne.
God I hated high school.
Rumors, yes. I’m seconding Suzanne’s insightful comment.
Secondment approved! 🙂 Thanks for your comment, Kymm.
This is bad…oh yes rumors and bullying.. a wonder I survived. Great twist at the end Sandra…
Yes, we’ve all been there I guess. Thanks, Bjorn.
I enjoyed the twist at the end too!.Very good tale about the power of rumor!