It's hard to keep my head down, to pretend nothing is happening while the message passes from student to student. Subtle nods come my way all day, a few with tears behind them, more with the relief someone is finally doing something.
I feel like I'm who I'm supposed to be at last.
Of course, this could all go wrong if anyone lets the plan slip. All it will take is one fearful victim to run to Tom and spill the beans. But, as the day goes on and my careful surveillance of him shows no reaction outside the normal, I begin to believe this will actually work.
Mind you, it will, regardless. Tate's father is in on it, after all, and I have faith in law enforcement, even if she doesn't. Sure, he wasn't able to help her last time, but she has me on her side-and the bulk of a school tired of being blackmailed and bullied.