Shoot, I put the U and the N in too. She can bounce with that foolishness.
âHurting someone else is not fun to me. Sorry, I donât know where you found your definition of fun. It sounds like you got it out of the Valerie Mean Girlâs dictionary.â
Candyâs eyes light up as if sheâs just remembered something. âSpeaking of Valerie, sheâs got to have a meeting tomorrow at school with her parents, Susan, and Susanâs parents.â
âHow do you know about all this?â I ask.
âValerie called me, asking if I knew who hacked her Facebook page. She swears she didnât post those pictures.â
âI knew it! I knew she didnât do it.â
âWhat? You believe her? I think sheâs lying. How do you know she didnât do it?â
âBecause if Valerie had done it, she wouldnât be calling you to find out who hacked her page. Sheâd be calling you to figure out a plan on how to get out of trouble.â
âGia, nobody hates Susan more than Valerie.â
I tap my chin, in thinking mode again. âYouâre right. And everyone knows this. But I think we should be thinking deeper here. What does Valerie really have to gain by posting those pictures of Susan?â
Candy pauses for a moment before replying. âI donât know. Revenge, maybe?â
âBut this is going to ruin her entire senior year. Whoever did this either hates Valerie or didnât think about prom, graduation, and everything else.â
Candy laughs. âWell, half of Longfellow High hates Valerie.â
âI know, right. But when we figure out who hates Susan enough to ruin Valerieâs senior year, then weâll know who posted those pictures.â
Candy rolls her eyes at me. âSo youâre about to go Nancy Drew on us, huh?â
âNancy Drew? Um ... no, maâam. Try Chloe off of Smallville. Sheâs fly and she always gets the scoop.â
â Smallville? You are such a geek, Gia.â
âI love you more,â I reply as I exit the room.
11
âI âve got a list of three suspects,â I announce to
Ricky and Kevin the next day at lunch.
Ricky laughs. âSuspects for what?â
âSuspects for who posted those pictures of Susan Chiang on the Internet.â
Kevin looks confused. âI thought weâd already convicted Valerie of the crime.â
âYou have, but not me. Until I see Valerie gloating, I wonât believe it. I think sheâs innocent. And I donât believe we should just say that someone is guilty without any proof.â
âThe proof is that the pictures were posted from Valerieâs Facebook account,â Kevin states.
âPurely circumstantial. Her page couldâve been hacked.â
Ricky rolls his eyes and pops a ketchup-covered Tater Tot in his mouth. âWow, Gia. Youâre going all power-to-the-people on us.â
âEw, donât talk with your mouth full. That was just gross. But yeah, Iâm team Valerie on this one, until someone proves otherwise.â
âBut the burden of proof is on Valerie,â Kevin retorts. âAll the evidence so far points to Valerie. So there.â
âBoy, donât you âburden of proofâ me. This is not Law & Order . I know she didnât do it, and thatâs all I have to say,â I fuss while Ricky giggles.
âKevin, it looks like youâve got her ruffled. You might make a good lawyer one day.â
I give them both the hand. âI am soooo not ruffled. Both of yâall can kick rocks as far as Iâm concerned.â
Rickyâs eyebrows lift, nearly touching his hairline. âReally? We can kick rocks? Well, whoâs gonna plan your little sweet-seventeen birthday party if we do?â
âUmm ... sweet seventeen? Since when did it get that title?â
Kevin answers, âSince you didnât have a sweet sixteen.â
âBut I donât want a