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[sub][color=slategray]Featuring: [color=31ba9f]Jamie Callaghan[/color]
Location: The Newspaper Room, After School[/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

Jamie had found himself alone in the newspaper room, as he so often did. School had ended a while ago, though to be honest he couldn’t tell you when. He hadn’t looked at a clock since he’d sat down to write this story. When he was in the zone, he wouldn’t let anything disturb him. He covered up clocks, turned off his phone, and focused completely and utterly on his story.

This particular story was a bombshell. In fact, the only reason he hadn’t written it up last night was because he’d been drunk, and he refused to soil his journalism with the ramblings of his drunken self. Jamie had far too much respect for the art, despite his position as a glorified gossip columnist. That didn’t matter though. This story was going to change things though. He was sure of it. 

Now this brings us to what his story was about. Well, that should be obvious. Hailey Green and Ophelia Brycen, of course. Trixie had told him the story last night, and despite his inebriation, it’s pretty hard to forget your boss trying to kill herself because her best friend took pictures of her boyfriend and his cousin and framed him as a cheater, on the orders of her other best friend. Jesus, Beverly Hills really was messy.

As Jamie’s fingers hit the period key with a final [i]clack[/i] he leaned back in his chair and admired what he’d written. Jamie normally didn’t like to brag about his work, but for gossip column stuff, this was groundbreaking. It was going to tear the school in two.

[color=31ba9f][i]So, here we are again. My dark little corner of everyone’s favorite school newspaper. Well fellow student, today I have quite the tale for you. I think we all remember that fateful day when Trixie Kingsley was so viciously mistreated by one Owen Lyon, or as many of you know him now, The Cowardly Lyon. What if I told you, Owen Lyon never did a damn thing. Let me weave you a tale, one that starts with a long forgotten name. Jennifer Hart, or as I’m told she goes by now, Quincy.  

See, you may remember that Jennifer got on Hailey’s bad side. She said some things, did some things, and made an enemy of our most righteous Queen Green. What you may not know, is that Owen Lyon stepped in, told Hailey off, and as a result, made a very powerful enemy in the form of a little brunette Hailstorm.

Now, by now, I’m sure you’re saying, “Jamie, how does this relate to Owen cheating on Trixie?” Well, hold on, I’m getting there.

Hailey, upset at Owen and sensing unrest in her kingdom, employs her favorite little Sweet Tart. Emphasis on the ‘tart.’ Ophelia Brycen. Hailey wanted Owen gone, and she used Ophelia to do it. Hailey may have planted the seeds, but Ophelia watered them. She made Trixie believe that Owen was wavering, that he had some Oedipus complex, that he was unhappy with her body! That wasn’t enough though. Ophelia needed more. So, she got it. We all saw the pictures, right? Well, I hate to break it to you all, but that spicy blonde is none other than Rose Powers, Owen’s cousin. Now, folks, Owen is many things, but incestuous? Come on, that’s too much even for this school.

So what does this all mean? It means that Hailey Green did what we all knew she was capable of, and Ophelia Brycen did what she and her Candies have sworn to never do. They worked against love. Now, I leave you all with this question; if Hailey and Ophelia could do that to their best friend, why wouldn’t they do it to each and every one of us?[/i][/color]

It was an intense piece, and built entirely on the testimony of Trixie, but luckily, gossip wasn’t exactly an evidence based science. Well, it really wasn’t a science at all. Looking over his work one last time, Jamie printed the piece, and grinned as the whirring of gears and ink cartridges filled the room. This was going to be big. He knew he was taking a risk with this story, but with great risk came great reward. Besides, he could never just sit on this. Sooner or later, people would find out, and Jamie knew he’d never forgive himself if he wasn’t the one to break it. Tomorrow, everyone would read about what Hailey had done. This was going to make him enemies, but that was alright. The pen was always mightier than the sword.