Mlp scream

Students looked at Sunset, sniggering.

”Demon.”

”Sunset Shitter.”

”Queen Bee.”

”Anon-a-miss”

”The bitch is back.”

Sunset cowered against her locker as the sniggering, whispering students followed her everywhere. Everywhere the fiery redhead turned, students were whispering, throwing food and sniggering. And she had had enough. She was tired of being framed for something she didn’t do. She needed to get revenge on whoever the true Anon-a-miss was.

She ran to the library, which was practically empty, apart from 3 freshmen girls. Sunset pulled out a notebook, writing down the cases of the cyberbullying. Piggly Wiggly. The embarrassing photos in Rarity’s closet. Rainbow Dash’s test score. Apart from her and the Rainbooms, who else would have known about these?

Not Snips and Snails. They were too stupid. Maybe she was asking the wrong question. Maybe, instead of what is the link, who, apart from herself, hasn’t had a single Anon-a-miss post about them?

For Sunset, that was an easy answer. The CMC obviously. But why, was now the pending answer. And how did they link to Piggly Wiggly?

Of course. It all made sense. Applebloom overheard the conversation between her and Applejack when she called. Sweetie Belle was in the same room as them at Rarity’s sleepover. Rainbow Dash must have left her test paper in the girls’ changing rooms after football practice and Scootaloo must have picked it up. It all made sense. But the burning questions she had now were, Why? And how would she get revenge?