Class Villainess

The last class was suddenly canceled as the students saw many police cars parked at the front gate. The Police stormed into the school and then checked from one class to the next.

"Guys, you're not allowed to leave until the police finish their investigation," Mrs. Andrew said as she peeked at the corridor. 

The students inside Mrs. Andrew's class were shocked, but not me. Because I had expected this to happen. 

At this point, the Police must've collected enough evidence that Leah had been supplying drugs to the students. They would be taking anyone from the Boxing club and probably the seniors who already became alumni of the Boxing Club.

Nobody was safe from this, but I got surprised when police came to Mrs. Andrew's class and then called someone, "I'm here to find a student named uh… Chrissy Miles. Is Chrissy Miles here?" 

"Huh?" Chrissy flinched out of fear, especially when the rest of the class turned their head at her instantly. They had the same shocked expression because Chrissy had no relation with Boxing Club at all. 

"Are you Chrissy Miles? Then get up and come with me," the policeman said. 

Chrissy shook her head out of fear, "W—What did I do wrong, Sir?" 

"You'll know later, just come with me first," the policeman insisted, and Chrissy got even more defensive. 

"No! I did nothing wrong! I don't want to go!" 

"You've been involved in this, just keep your silence and come with me," The policeman was still patient enough to persuade Chrissy. 

"No! I don't even know what's happening right now?! What did I do!?" Chrissy got up and backed off to the corner of the room, refusing to go with the Police. 

There was an obvious terror on her face, which made me wonder if she also had the same fear in my previous life. 

Because Chrissy seemed to be such a daredevil before when she bullied me.

Perhaps hanging out with Jessica and Ashley really boosted her fragile ego. She thought she was invincible in the school.

Too bad I wanted to hinder her until I could find a good way to take her down. 

"Calm down, you're not being arrested. It's just for some questioning."

"No! I know nothing about this!" 

"Tch," the policeman called someone from outside, and two bulky policemen walked towards Chrissy and held her arms, "Come with us," they said. 

"No! I did nothing wrong! I did nothing bad! Aaarrhh! Helppp!" 

Chrissy started kicking around, trying to resist her arrest to no avail. She was then taken away by the Police, leaving the rest of the students stunned for what just happened to Chrissy.

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"W—What just happened?" One student mumbled as she saw Chrissy struggling, kicking around trying to break free. 

"Mrs. Andrews, what happened?"

"Uh… there is a big problem, guys. It's better to stay still for now and wait for the announcement," Mrs. Andrews said. 

Everyone was in panic and confusion because Mrs. Andrews refused to say the real problem.

Heh, all but me, of course. I didn't know what that guy said to the Police, but it seemed effective enough for the Police to bring Leah with them. 

The person I was talking about was that kid from the boxing club who got kicked out for being too obvious, the one who asked for more 'chalk.'

I told him if he wanted more of those, he should ask someone named 'Chrissy Miles' later.

I guessed he also got caught and told the Police that Chrissy Miles was also involved. 

After thirty minutes, there was an announcement from the school speaker.

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"Test, this is an announcement from School Principal for all students to leave the school now. I repeat all students have to leave the school now!

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The confusion and panic started seeping inside everyone's mind. Honestly, if I was in their position, I would also freak out. Especially when you saw one of the students get dragged by the Police for a crime.

Mrs. Andrews allowed us to leave, and most students went directly to their locker, taking some of their belonging before leaving the school as soon as possible. 

I checked the school official page on Instagram, and the comments were crazy. Everyone asked what was happening, and some fake account started making fake news about a bomb and stuff. 

But what caught my attention the most was a comment from an account saying, 

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OMG, guys, I got a leak from someone in the club building. There are police lines around the Boxing Club room!

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I grinned as I continued walking to my bike. Everything went a lot better than I expected. Leah and her goons in the Boxing club had been eliminated, and there was no way for them to return clean after this. 

As I was about to leave the school, I got texts from Mason and Logan at the same time. 

So I checked Mason's text first, because… well… reasons…

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Mason: Did you know the Boxing Club has been surrounded by the Police right now? It seems dangerous, Em.

Mason: You should return home soon. I'm afraid something big might happen. 

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Ah, even in this 'dire' situation, Mason still remembered me. I texted him joyfully.

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Emmy: Yeah, I heard that rumor. I wonder what happened…

Mason: I'm not sure. But I'm just glad that you're not involved. Since the time frame coincides with you rushing to your Pottery club room.

Mason: Anyway, I'm going home soon, since they forbid me to go to the club today. See you tomorrow, Em!

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For some reason, I had the feeling that Mason knew something about me, at least about the thing that I was doing right now.

But he always looked so innocent and clueless that I wasn't sure if it was just a farce or he was truly clueless as he showed. 

I decided not to answer his last text because I was afraid that I might misspeak and spill something so important. 

Then I checked Logan's text, as I expected. It was the update of what was happening in the police station right now. 

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Logan: I can't video them, but I can send some pictures that I took secretly. 

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I checked what was happening with Leah by checking the pictures that Logan sent.

The first picture was a bunch of boys lined up to do a drug test one by one. I recognized some of the faces, although not all. 

And they were definitely Boxing Club members. 

Honestly, even without any test, everyone could determine many of them were already heavy drug addicts. They were going straight to the rehabilitation center at this point. 

I also saw that guy who asked me for chalk before. 

I felt pity for him because he looked like a good guy who got thrown into the deep pit. 

But there was no better way to save him other than putting him in the rehabilitation center. He could barely think when I talked to him. All in his mind was just that crystal meth. He needed that rehabilitation the most. 

What made me wonder was the fact that Leah wasn't in the picture here. 

It seemed that she was separated from the rest because the Police already suspected her to be the drug dealer.

Then I saw the second picture, and my guess was correct. 

In the second picture, I saw Leah's arrogant and daring expression faltered in front of the crystal meth shown by the Police. 

I could clearly see the horror on her face, so I assumed that she knew she fucked up real bad now. Despite her Daddy's influence, at least she wouldn't just get out freely without repercussion. She would get her punishment. 

And then I scrolled to the third pic. I thought it would be another picture of Leah.

But it was actually Chrissy who struggled like crazy. She was way too panicked for someone innocent. Which would only make everything seem to be a lot more suspicious than it should be.

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Emmy: Why did you take a picture of Chrissy Miles?

Logan: Well, because I know she's not related to this case at all. The only ones who know about this mission are you and I. So I bet you're the one who did something here, right?

Emmy: I did. I used her name when that drug addict student asked me for chalk in exchange for the information about Leah and Boxing club. 

Logan: Oh? That's so ingenious and devious. I guess she's also one of your enemies, right?

Emmy: I'll take her down later. But tainting her name right now will absolutely slow down her social climb in the school.

Logan: So your aim is to ruin her reputation first? She doesn't look intimidating to me.

Emmy: It's better to spray the roach before it can fly, right?

Logan: Tsk tsk, how evil. You sound more like a villainess now. 

Emmy: I am. I am a Class Villainess, remember that. 

Emmy: I'm going now. Please inform me about the progress later. 

Logan: Sure thing, Lady Emmelyn Jones.

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