I looked over to the left, then the right. I pushed my hair off of my cheek as a big gust of wind came from the east.

A letter came along with it and rested at my bare feet.

Taylor, Maybe you should read this… Is what it said on the back side. I turned it over, fighting against the weakening wind.

On the other side was an article from our school newspaper. It was headed EDITORIALS . I knew this meant it was the opinoins page.

There was a huge red arrow pointing to a story about halfway down the sheet. It was headed Taylor F.

I practically gasped as I turned right, then left. No one was there.

Taylor, the best acedemic student. Or is she? Read the sub-heading.

There was a picture of me kissing my boyfriend on the cheek. And that’s bad? I thought to myself. No, of course it isn’t. I couldn’t stop myself from trying to find the author. Dang. I thought. At the bottom of the page were the words:
All editorials are anonymous.