Covering The Front Pages
Around 2am, Emily sneaked back into the house. Reaching her room, she hopped onto the bed and pulled the blankets to cover her. She was dead tired.
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The next day, the internet was literally awash with news of the Rustin's fourth missy engaged in a street dance battle. The news was so explosive that it even covered the front pages of newspapers and daily graphics.
Michelle smiled wickedly upon seeing her mother's handiwork. It was time to put her part of the plan into action.
Sipping her juice, she walked to the living room where her father was working on his laptop. She took a seat near him and whipped out a daily graphic, pretending to be casually flipping through it.
"Good Lord!" Michelle screamed suddenly and trembled. "OMG!! What's the meaning of this?!"
Frowning, Edward raised his head and looked at his daughter, "What's the matter?"
Michelle pursed her lips as if unwillingly to show her father what she had discovered.
"No dad! You definitely cannot see this!" She said with a seemingly determined gaze.
Hearing this Edward frowned even more, "What exactly is the matter?"
"Dad promise me you won't get angry when you see this. I believe little sister didn't have anything to do with this."
"Sister? Is it Emily?!"
Seeing the her father was finally catching on, she nodded her head with an innocent look. Realizing where this was leading to, Edward had a bad feeling about it.
"What is it?! Show me!"
Michelle gloated inside as she still kept her innocent look on the outside. Reluctantly, she handed the graphic over to her father.
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Meanwhile...
Emily walked downstairs, preparing to leave the house. Just then, she received a call from Blair.
"Oh gosh!! Emily...it's bad news!!"
"Why, what happened?!"
"Someone took pictures of you taking part in the dance competition and uploaded it on the internet! It's all over the place now!!"
Emily's eyes widened in shock.
"OMG!!! How did that happen?! I thought..." Realization dawned on her. She gritted her teeth in hatred.
"Fuck! I should have known! It was all that bitch's doing!" Emily raged.
"Your stepmother?" Uncertain, Blair asked.
"It's definitely her! Who else can cook up such a hideous scheme?!"
"Fine... it's no use being angry now. Have you thought of a solution?"
"I..."
"Emily get your ass down here!!!" Edward bellowed.
Emily sighed, "I guess it's too late now. Catch you and later!"
"Bye..."
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"Father, what's the matter?"
"You still have the cheek to ask me that? You should know better than anyone what the matter is!"
Michelle sat by the side, enjoying the spectacle.
"What did I do? Nothing wrong, if you ask me." Emily scoffed.
"You..."
Taking up the filial daughter role, Michelle said, "Dad! You promised me you wouldn't get angry! Now see! If this continues your blood pressure might go up!"
Emily glared at Michelle disdainfully. She felt it was of no use for Michelle to study medicine. She would make it great as an actress. Emily presumed she would have even won an oscar by now.