“Yeah…,” Liza trailed off, looking forward as she walked. You definitely didn’t have to tell [i]her[/i] that. Liza had lost count of how many notes she’d found slipped into her locker-- just in the past week-- saying things like “Admit it already” or “I know it was you”. Must’ve been easy and taken very little brain power to assume it was ‘the bad girl’ of Rosemount high school. 

She suppressed a sigh and shrugged again, “I know what they say. It’s not like it matters. What's the point of worrying about it....” They’ll eventually convict someone and the courts will do the rest… in the meantime, Liza just wanted to keep a low profile. That meant not talking about her relationship with Sierra with just any Bob or Sarah.