The next day in Computers, I managed to snag the same PC I’d used the day before. One of Mr. Mosley’s rules was never clear the browser history—he probably checked each computer after hours to make sure no one accidentally stumbled upon any porno sites, or something. Even though I hadn’t written down the blog’s URL, I knew I could find it easily enough. As soon as Mosley launched into a boring lecture on netiquette, of all things, I ducked behind my monitor and called up the blog using the browser’s history cache.
I just wanted to look it over one last time, make sure there wasn’t anything anywhere saying who had created it. But as the page loaded in my browser, I noticed a new blog post at the top of the screen. The subject was simply, OMG!!
He knows, God, he KNOWS. Somehow he found thi
