I Hope This Doesn’t Find You

by Ann Liang

Now it’s my turn to stare. “Julius punched you?” “Julius punched him?” someone else whispers in the background. “But I thought he and Sadie hated each other.” “But they kissed each other,” someone says. “At that party, remember?” “Wait, Julius and Sadie kissed each other?” someone asks. “Why am I so behind on the gossip? How did I miss this?” “Yeah, well, seeing as she sent him a bunch of emails—” “Technically, Abigail sent it.” “Abigail sent it? Sadie’s best friend, Abigail?” “Sorry, I was walking past their dorm room and kind of overheard a bit of their conversation—I left just as Julius showed up to her room though. So I’m guessing he likes her.” “Whose room?” “Abigail’s room.” “Wait, Julius likes Abigail?” “No, Julius likes Sadie. They just share the same room.” “Him and Sadie?” “No— Oh my god, this is why you’re so behind on gossip.”

I love the gossip