*throws slushie*
โTHISย IS A NEW SWEATER VEST!โ He spits the blue slushie caught in his mouth. Another day, another slushie. He should be accustomed to the daily attacks by now. The first ever blog post he made resulted in having an icy drink thrown into his face then given a one-way trip into the dumpster by the football team immediately after. He wanted to go anonymous, to hide out from the eyes of the public and get through high school without being a blimp on the radar. He considered it, sure, then he realized the reason those idiot jocks had reacted so violently was because people were actually starting to listen to the words he had to say.
Jacob had built himself up from day one โ researched on how to be the best investigator and reporter there was in the small town of Ohio, forced himself not to cry every time he was physically retaliated against, and profited off of classmates who wanted information. He found things kept secret, things he never published because despite the publicโs belief, he had his morals.
Heโs been rightfully called perverted, and some have accused him of lying, but heโs done his best to back up all of his facts with evidence. He helped circulate rumors, though refused to be bribed or harassed into confirming falseย ones ( because what kind of reporter does that? ). This is the power that he has, and it went even deeper than heโd thought.
This is his life. If finding the truth and being acknowledged rewarded him with this,ย then so be it.ย โYouโll be washing my car one day!โ
@getslushed
