Diana's P. O. V
Bullshit, that's what this was, total and complete bullshit! I tossed all the evidence and the letter into my bag and slammed my locker hard. Some heads turned at my direction, but I just strode past the sea of students getting to class.
I headed towards the library, skipping the class I had now, which I feel bad for, but this was somewhat important right now.
The librarian as usual, had an erotic book in her hand with her headphones on, to drown out our noise. She wouldn't even know if someone was having a panic attack or anything.
There was an available seat next to the window, far away from all the distractions from the Juniors and some seniors ditching class.
I took out the letter and examined it, it was typed, and there was no way to trace it's origin, aside that, I've been given clear instructions not to tell anyone, or else both secrets would be leaked out.