One week ago...

Lauren had been meditatively prepared to start mocking Dennis as soon as he approached her in the parking lot after school, but something seemed off and made her hesitate. Normally he was so nervous and hesitant around her, but he was approaching with a confident smirk on his face.

"What do you want, Dennis the micro-penis?" Lauren asked.

Dennis blushed, but did not seem dissuaded. He held up his phone.

"What? What is that?" Lauren asked, annoyed.

"That's your college admission paperwork." Dennis smirked. "You know, where you faked your SAT scores, your income status, and even your ethnicity, miss native American? What, did that help you get in, or got you that big scholarship?"

Lauren's superior smile faded.

"How... how did you get that?" Lauren asked.

"I do IT work for the office." Dennis explained. "And I noticed your paperwork, and all the lies, and had to get some proof to show the dean..."

"NO!" Lauren yelped, horrified.

"In fact, you went so far, I could probably go to the police..." Dennis mused.

"W.... what do you want Dennis?" Lauren asked.