A sex tape. A pregnancy scare. Two cheating scandles. And that's just this week's update. If you all knew of Bayview High was Simons's gossip app, you'd wonder how anyone found time to go to class.
"Old news, Bronwyn," says a voice over my shoulder. "Wait till you see tomorrow's post."
Damn. I hate getting caught reading About that, especially by its creator. I lower my phone and slam my locker shut. "Whose lives are you running next, Simon?"
Simon falls into step beside me as I move against the flow of students heading for the exit. "It's a public service," he says with a dismissive wave. "You tutor C, don't you? Wouldn't you rather know he has a camera in his bedroom?"
I don't bothering answer. Me getting anywhere near the bedroom of perpetual stoner C is about as likely as Simon growing a consicience.
Car Alarms Repeatedly Wakes Up Sleeping Neighbora
I'm fortunate that most of my neighbors are kind and considerate. We've all enjoyed sharing each other's celebrastions.
