Celia
I went to the campus police station after I left Keith at his class. He’d been worried about me walking around on my own, but I wasn’t. Let Rachel and her ‘sisters’ play their stupid games. The law was on my side.
I filed a formal complaint, against her, the sorority, and the owner of the car. Keith’s security cameras had caught the whole thing and recorded it. I gave the police a copy of the file for their records, and walked out of the station happier, and lighter for doing it. The school didn’t want to do anything, fine, I’d go to the police. If the campus police didn’t want to do anything, I’d go to the sheriff, or whoever it was that was next on the list. Something had to be done about these stupid rituals they had in place.
Because that’s all I could think that this was. Ra
