Jason entered the newsroom with a devious smile as he threw his pad on the table. Everyone
stopped what they were doing, knowing that what he was about to say would be good. His eyes were
wider than his sockets and he looked as if he was about to explode at any moment.
"I have it!" he yelled as he threw his hands up. "I have THE biggest story in the history
of our existance!" Everyone put down their projects and turned to him in anticipation of what he'd
say next. They could tell it was important by the way he pronounced the "E" in THE so that it sounded
like "thee". Steven sat in his chair looking truely professional even though he was dying to hear
what his star reporter had to tell him.
"The biggest scandle in the history of our school is unfolding and I have it on paper."
Steven grew extremely interested and and moved his chair up closer so he wouldn't miss a single
word like a child listening to their grandfather tell a story.
Jason walked around the chair as he went on. "I'm going to write the expose* of the century on
Nicole Edwards!"
Everyone's eyes grew narrow. "Who's that?" Andrew dared to ask.
"She's one of the most popular girls in school, but she's only a freshman?"
Steven stood up. "So?" Steven asked, the enthusiasm draining from his voice.
"SO no one knows how she got to this status! It's unheard of for a freshman to have higher
status than most seniors, but some how she does," he waited for someone to say something. Steven
thought that his friend had finally snapped. "Jay, buddy, pal, not to be rude or anything," he said
as he placed his arm around his friend's shoulder. Suddenly his voice grew loud, "BUT WHAT KIND OF
CRAP IS THAT?" he yelled at his friend. "I CAN'T PRINT A DULL STORY LIKE THAT! ARE YOU CRAZY? DO I
HAVE TO LECTURE YOU ALL OVER AGAIN?" by now he was shaking Jason violently.
"NO!" everyone yelled in unison.
"CALM DOWN!" he slapped Steven. "That's not the story dumbass!" A releaved look came on
Steven's face. "Oh," he said and sat back down.
"ANYWAY--I've been going around all day digging up info on the little tramp and you wouldn't
believe what I found," Jason paused, and everyone was on the edge of their seat.
"GO ON WITH IT ALREADY!" they again screamed in unison.
"I found out," he continued, "that Ms. Edwards is running her very own business."
"What kind of business?" Andrew asked so that Steven wouldn't try to strangle Jason again.
Jason's expression turned quite devious.
"GUYS COME UP TO HER and offer her money so that she will pretend to go out with them. From
there, she does WHATEVER they want until they are either satisfied or the contract is up, so to
speak."
Steven's eyes grew wide as his mouth hung open.
Jason continued. "She's had 4 previous clients-- all seniors and juniors--- and one current client-
also a senior."
"That's brilliant!" Steven managed to get out. "I knew I could count on my star reporter to
make me proud!"
stopped what they were doing, knowing that what he was about to say would be good. His eyes were
wider than his sockets and he looked as if he was about to explode at any moment.
"I have it!" he yelled as he threw his hands up. "I have THE biggest story in the history
of our existance!" Everyone put down their projects and turned to him in anticipation of what he'd
say next. They could tell it was important by the way he pronounced the "E" in THE so that it sounded
like "thee". Steven sat in his chair looking truely professional even though he was dying to hear
what his star reporter had to tell him.
"The biggest scandle in the history of our school is unfolding and I have it on paper."
Steven grew extremely interested and and moved his chair up closer so he wouldn't miss a single
word like a child listening to their grandfather tell a story.
Jason walked around the chair as he went on. "I'm going to write the expose* of the century on
Nicole Edwards!"
Everyone's eyes grew narrow. "Who's that?" Andrew dared to ask.
"She's one of the most popular girls in school, but she's only a freshman?"
Steven stood up. "So?" Steven asked, the enthusiasm draining from his voice.
"SO no one knows how she got to this status! It's unheard of for a freshman to have higher
status than most seniors, but some how she does," he waited for someone to say something. Steven
thought that his friend had finally snapped. "Jay, buddy, pal, not to be rude or anything," he said
as he placed his arm around his friend's shoulder. Suddenly his voice grew loud, "BUT WHAT KIND OF
CRAP IS THAT?" he yelled at his friend. "I CAN'T PRINT A DULL STORY LIKE THAT! ARE YOU CRAZY? DO I
HAVE TO LECTURE YOU ALL OVER AGAIN?" by now he was shaking Jason violently.
"NO!" everyone yelled in unison.
"CALM DOWN!" he slapped Steven. "That's not the story dumbass!" A releaved look came on
Steven's face. "Oh," he said and sat back down.
"ANYWAY--I've been going around all day digging up info on the little tramp and you wouldn't
believe what I found," Jason paused, and everyone was on the edge of their seat.
"GO ON WITH IT ALREADY!" they again screamed in unison.
"I found out," he continued, "that Ms. Edwards is running her very own business."
"What kind of business?" Andrew asked so that Steven wouldn't try to strangle Jason again.
Jason's expression turned quite devious.
"GUYS COME UP TO HER and offer her money so that she will pretend to go out with them. From
there, she does WHATEVER they want until they are either satisfied or the contract is up, so to
speak."
Steven's eyes grew wide as his mouth hung open.
Jason continued. "She's had 4 previous clients-- all seniors and juniors--- and one current client-
also a senior."
"That's brilliant!" Steven managed to get out. "I knew I could count on my star reporter to
make me proud!"