She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 07

She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 07

When we got home, my mom cooked a big dinner. 

My dad pulled out a bottle of bourbon he had been saving and poured himself a glass. 

“Here is to you, Emily. You’re our pride and joy.” 

“From now on, you’re the most educated person in this family. If your mom and I have questions, we 

will come to you.” 

I raised my glass of sparkling cider and clinked it 

against his. 

The sweet drink slid down my throat, and tears 

welled up in my eyes. 

This was good. 

My mom was healthy. No hypertensive crisis. No 

paralysis. 

My dad was healthy. No crushed leg. No lawn. 

mower repair stand in the cold. 

This time, our family was whole. 

After dinner, my mom did the dishes while my dad 

sat on the couch watching the news. 

I was about to go to my room when someone. 

knocked on the door. 

I opened it to find Mrs. Donovan from downstairs. 

She pulled me aside and lowered her voice. “Emily, 

you need to go see this. The Moreaus are going 

crazy.” 

“Patricia is screaming at Jessica for embarrassing 

her, and Jessica is crying and yelling something about how she changed your application, but you still got into Ashford anyway. It’s terrifying.” 

“There’s only one Ashford student in this 

neighborhood, and that is you. Do you think she 

was talking about you?” 

“No wonder Patricia has been gossiping so much. lately, always going on about her nephew messing 

up his application.” 

I felt a cold satisfaction inside, but I acted 

surprised. 

“Mrs. Donovan, you must have misheard. Why 

would Jessica change my application? We are really close.” 

Mrs. Donovan shrugged. “Who knows.” 

“But I heard her loud and clear. She definitely said 

that. A lot of people heard it. Everyone is talking 

about it now.” 

“Anyway, I have got to go. I want to hear the rest.” 

Mrs. Donovan left in a hurry. 

I closed the door and leaned against it, my smile 

slowly fading. 

Jessica, you just outed yourself. Now nobody can 

blame me. 

By the next morning, the whole neighborhood was 

talking. 

Everyone said Jessica didn’t get into Ashford 

because she was not good enough. 

Some people were even saying she tried to 

change my application, and the rumors spread 

fast. 

Patricia came outside to take out the trash and 

got surrounded by the other moms. 

Her face turned bright red. She put her hands on 

her hips and yelled, “Those are all lies. You’re 

making it up.” 

“That Emily is just jealous of my Jessica and 

started spreading these rumors.” 

“I’m warning all of you, if I hear anyone repeating 

this garbage, I’ll make sure you regret it.” 

The moms scattered in fear. 

Patricia stormed back inside and slammed the 

door. 

I stood by my window and watched the whole 

thing. 

Then I took out my phone and called the State 

Education Board. 

“Hello, I need to report a violation.” 

“A student at Lincoln High School, Jessica 

Moreau, maliciously tampered with my college 

application during the school’s supervised application session.” 

“I have evidence.” 

At three in the afternoon, a State Education Board 

car pulled into Maple Grove Estates. 

Two investigators in suits got out and walked 

straight toward Jessica’s house. 

Everyone in the neighborhood gathered around. 

Patricia happened to be coming out of her front 

door. 

When she saw the investigators, her eyes lit up 

and she rushed over. 

“Officers, thank God you’re here. Did the 

acceptance letter get messed up?” 

“I knew it. I told you there must have been a 

system error. Our Jessica scored 1570. There’s no 

way she only got into a state school.” 

The lead investigator frowned. “Are you Patricial 

Moreau, Jessica’s mother?” 

Patricia nodded eagerly. “Yes. Yes, I am.” 

“Officers, please fix this right away and give our 

Jessica her Ashford acceptance letter.” 

But the investigator ignored her, his face serious. 

“We are not here to reissue an acceptance letter.” 

“We received a formal complaint that Jessica 

Moreau maliciously tampered with another 

student’s college application during the 

supervised application session.” 

“She needs to come with us for questioning.”