Lunch continued uneventfully (well, as uneventful as you can get when half of your lunch table is attempting to flirt with Julian) until I heard the telltale blare of a fire alarm.

Seriously, a fire drill right before lunch ends? The admin's definitely going to be hearing from me, I thought indignantly. I slipped my Chloé sunglasses on and headed out to the school's front lawn with Julian, Mia, and the rest of my coterie. Payton had been absent from lunch since she had a Spanish field trip today and left after second period.

While my friends chattered on, I observed the crowd. I couldn't name what—or who—I was looking for until I saw it. Autumn was tearing up yet again… and this time she was in Wes's arms. On the inside, I felt like I was about to boil over, but I had to keep my cool. No one likes a girl that blows up like a volcano. Quickly, I turned around and scrambled in my Kelly bag until I found my second phone. It was a black TracFone that I used when I wished to remain anonymous. I had so many smartphones and backup phones that no one noticed this one, which I used when I wished to remain unidentified and untraceable. I thumbed through the contacts until I hit Wes's name. Keeping the phone concealed under my white Anthropologie cardigan, I pressed dial.

I moved around, weaving through my friends so that they formed a human barricade, keeping me conveniently out of Autumn and Wes's sight. I checked the screen of my phone. He hadn't picked up.

I bit my lower lip, holding back a sigh. Was Autumn that important to him that he just forgot about me, his girlfriend? And the untraceable phone call, which was supposed to distract him, didn't even divert his attention from Autumn's teary eyes.

I dialed again.

This time, he picked up. I saw him mouth something to Autumn, then walk away from her to answer the call.

Time for me to make my move.

"Julian," I began, nudging him. "Can you get Wes for me? Tell him it's really important." I widened my eyes in the same fashion my cheerleader friend had done earlier at lunch, only better. But it didn't mean anything—I was just doing that to goad Julian into doing what I wanted him to do.

"Of course," Julian replied. He sprinted off towards Wes.

As soon as he left, my group immediately started to gossip about Autumn and Julian's breakup again.

"I'm so glad they broke up," the cheerleader girl smiled. "I've wanted to get with Julian since Homecoming, but Autumn's always been in the way."

"What does he even see in her anyway?" a club girl asked. "She's just an overrated art freak."

I snickered. Every time I felt hurt by Autumn and Wes, my friends always cheered me up with their snide comments about Autumn. If it wasn't for Julian and Wes liking her, and Payton being too nice for her own good, Autumn would have been totally friendless and unpopular beyond belief.

I pulled a tube of Stila Lip Glaze out of my bag and reglossed my lips as I waited for Julian to return with Wes. What was taking him so long? Usually, Julian would return quickly. Just then I glimpsed something out of the corner of my eye. Oh, I see. Julian's gotten sidetracked.

Just a few feet away from where Autumn and Wes were hugging and talking, Julian was talking to… Koh.

I tried to get a better look, but right at that moment, the principal came strolling in. Principal Towers was just a decoy, a wannabe that hoped to obtain a position at my father's company by working at my school. She basically let the students run the school, so if she was getting involved, it meant that things were actually serious.

The courtyard became quiet, since we were unaccustomed to seeing our principal on a daily basis.

"What does she want?" a dancer girl whispered to an artist guy.

"I dunno, beats me," he replied.

We watched, silently, as Principal Towers strode across the lush green lawns of the school and landed in front of Koh and Julian.

"Miss Sunya," she began. "Please come with me."

"Why?" Koh snapped. "I didn't do anything."

"I believe that we have evidence that proves otherwise," Principal Towers responded. "The administration has received an anonymous email with video footage that shows you pulling a fire alarm today—the same alarm that caused today's fire drill. Now, come with me, Miss Sunya."

"But… I really didn't do it. Not this time." Koh retorted. Her eyes latched onto Julian's. "I swear, I was framed." But Julian had heard enough. He shook his head slightly, and moved away from her as Koh was lead to Principal Towers' office.

"Oh, she totally did it," a filmmaker girl declared.

"I know right? It's so obvious. Even the rebel guys wouldn't pull a stunt like that today. Not when we're so close to graduation," a hipster girl replied.

I wasn't too sure, though… for some reason, I felt like Koh was telling the truth. But then I caught a glimpse of Autumn and Wes, and I realized that I had bigger things to worry about first...