At lunch, I opened my laptop to pull up the internet forum, feeling a sense of dread. Only to receive a Page Not Found error. I tried other search terms, but nothing could bring up that website or any of the similar ones that I’d found. When I thought about how Remington had been busy on his laptop during class, I had a sneaking suspicion that he was somehow responsible, but that was ridiculous, wasn’t it? “Remington,” I said uncertainly. He tilted back into his chair, staring at me smugly. “Nobody gets to hurt you but us, baby doll. But if you run, I’ll put it all back up.”
