Rita stared nervously at the floor, sneaking an occasional glance up at her parent's fuming faces.
Bright red.
Boy, was she in for it.
"RITA ELIZABETH SKEETER! How dare you! When the newspaper asked for a student-written column, they were looking for why you love unicorns or some such triviality. They did not want a scathing editorial critiquing Principal Edward's mental facilities after his divorce!!"
I only wrote the truth… thought Rita - but she mumbled "The editor liked it."
"Well, I do not! We didn't teach you to write so you could pen vicious lies. Rita Skeeter, you are grounded!!"
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