She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 09

She Swapped My College Codes, So I Sent Her to a Tech School Chapter 09

I ignored her, opened the screen recording on my phone, and handed it over. 

The video clearly showed Jessica slipping into my seat while I was in the bathroom. 

She opened my application page, deleted Ashford’s code, typed in a technical college 

nobody had heard of, took a deep breath, and hit submit. 

The whole thing took less than three minutes. 

Even though I caught it in time and she didn’t succeed, it was more than enough to prove what kind of person she was. 

The investigator watched the video, and his face 

darkened. 

He handed the phone to Jessica. “Jessica 

Moreau, take a look.” 

Jessica started trembling. 

She wouldn’t take the phone, she just looked 

away. 

“I’m not looking. It’s fake. She made it up, 

prerecorded something to frame me.” 

The investigator laughed in disbelief. He pulled 

out another document and set it on the table in 

front of her. 

“When we received the complaint, we immediately 

contacted the school. The computer lab cameras 

were already repaired in advance to help with 

application monitoring. The footage matches. what Emily provided.” 

“The evidence is overwhelming. What do you have 

to say for yourself?” 

Jessica’s face went completely white. 

The live stream was still going. 

The comments flipped instantly. 

[Oh my god. She’s the liar. That’s so evil. Changing 

someone’s application can ruin their entire life.] 

[I actually felt sorry for her. What a joke. Ten years 

of friendship, and she does this.] 

[She shouldn’t be allowed to go to college. She 

needs to face consequences.] 

Jessica froze. 

Then she suddenly started screaming, “So what if 

I did it? I changed her application.” 

“We were only ten points apart. Why does she get to go to Ashford and not me?” 

“She was stupid enough to leave her computer 

unlocked. She deserved it.” 

“I hate that she is better than me at everything.” 

The crowd gasped. 

Everyone was in shock. 

They couldn’t believe she was admitting it so 

proudly. 

Patricia tried to cover Jessica’s mouth. “Jessica, 

stop talking.” 

Jessica shoved her hand away. 

The investigator looked at her with 

disappointment. 

“Jessica, your behavior is a serious violation of 

state education regulations.” 

“After review, your admission results for this year are voided. This violation will be added to your 

permanent school record. You’re banned from 

taking the SAT or ACT for three years.” 

The moment he finished, Patricia grabbed the 

investigator’s arm. “No. Please. She is just a kid. 

Please give her another chance.” 

She was shaking uncontrollably. 

The investigator frowned and helped her up. 

“Ma’am, this is not about being harsh.” 

“Tampering with someone’s application is a 

serious offense. If we don’t enforce 

consequences, nobody will feel safe filling out 

their applications.” 

“She didn’t succeed, but that is only because Miss 

Carson was careful. The attempt still happened.” 

Jessica completely broke down. 

She pointed at me and screamed, “Emily! I will 

never forgive you for this. You ruined my life.” 

I looked at her, my voice flat. “I didn’t ruin your life. You ruined it yourself.” 

Then I closed the door. I leaned against it and shut 

my eyes. 

The story went viral online. Everyone was condemning her. 

The school immediately released a statement. 

They revoked Jessica’s valedictorian title, took 

back all her scholarships, and expelled her with a 

note on her transcript. 

Jessica became a pariah. Everywhere she went, people pointed and whispered. 

Even staying home didn’t help. People threw eggs and trash on her lawn and spray–painted her house every day. 

Within a few days, they packed up and moved out in the middle of the night. 

The next time I heard about her was a month later. 

Patricia had taken Jessica to every test prep center and alternative high school program in the 

state. 

Not a single one would take her. 

“Her character is too questionable. We can’t 

accept her.” 

“With that on her record, even if she reapplies to 

college, it’s going to hurt her chances. Taking her 

in would be a waste of our time.” 

“What if she influences the other students?” 

Patricia spent every penny they had and called in 

every favor she could, but nobody would help. 

In the end, Jessica had to study at home. 

She locked herself in her room. She barely ate or 

slept, all she did was study. Her mental state got 

worse and worse. 

Patricia watched her fall apart and cried every day. 

My mom heard about it and sighed. “It’s kind of 

sad.” 

I shook my head. “She brought it on herself.” 

“If she had not tried to change my application, she 

would be at a good state school right now with a 

bright future.” 

“She chose this path, and she has to live with it.” 

My mom didn’t say anything else. 

At the end of August, I went to Ashford for 

orientation. 

I didn’t come home again until a year later, at the 

start of summer break. 

I ran into Mrs. Donovan as soon as I got out of the 

car. 

She pulled me aside. “Emily, did you hear? Jessica took the SAT again this year.” 

I was confused. “I thought she was banned from taking it for three years.”