Prep School Confidential by Kara Taylor

Prep School Confidential by Kara Taylor

Author:Kara Taylor
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press


CHAPTER

TWENTY-ONE

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: Change of plans

Anne,

I hate to do this, but I forgot there was an SGA meeting after classes today. Normally I’d roll in late (surprise), but I’m already on thin ice with our advisor. Let me know if I can make it up to you.

Brent

P.S. Be careful.

Annoyance surges through me. He’s backing out of breaking into Andreev’s office with me. At least he had enough sense not to use those exact words in the e-mail. Who knows who’s reading them?

Whatever. I don’t need him there. I mean, I wanted him there, but I don’t need him.

I follow Dan’s instructions and meet him in the basement computer lab. Luckily, it’s empty, but I get the feeling Dan knew it would be.

“No one comes down here,” he explains. “The computers are ancient.”

I look up at the water-stained ceiling. Somewhere in the walls, pipes clang together. “Let’s get this over with,” I say.

The computer we sit at loads painfully slowly. I notice Dan eyeing me before he finally says, “Is it true that fire you started shut your school down for a week?”

An annoyed sigh escapes me. “The school only closed for a day. And I didn’t start the fire on purpose.”

“Oh. Still, it’d be cool if someone burned a building here down and we didn’t have to go to class.”

“Careful what you wish for.” My thoughts drift to Lexington Hall, room 180. A room that doesn’t exist anymore. I wish I knew what used to be there. Or what Isabella thought was there.

The computer rasps and honks its way to life, and Dan enters an address into the Internet browser. Slowly, a page titled ICampus loads.

“There’s no way they can trace this back to us, right?” I ask.

“Technically, they could trace the IP address to this computer, but they’d have to notice suspicious activity first,” Dan replies. “Just poking around on here isn’t suspicious. Especially since I make sure to log in as a different teacher every time.”

“How did you figure out how to do that?”

“It was easy, once I figured out their pattern for generating passwords. Teachers can’t create their own.” Dan pauses. “We’re not the only ones at this school who aren’t allowed to think for ourselves.”

The layer of bitterness to Dan’s voice surprises me a little. But it also makes me feel like I can trust him, so once he’s logged on, I ask him to search the student directory for Lee Andersen.

“Andersen?” Dan’s eyes widen. “What do you think he did?”

I ignore Dan and peer at the search results. There’s a tiny red flag dated last April next to his name. “Does that mean he got in trouble?”

“It means a teacher wrote an incident report. We should be able to access it.” Dan clicks on the red flag, but an error page loads.

“Something wrong with the Internet?” I ask.

“Computer says the connection is fine.” Dan’s upper lip creases and he goes back a page. He clicks the red flag again but gets the same error message.

“That’s so weird,” he says.



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