A lesson in Ethics (Test Scene)
Jo Kent was not a mean-spirited girl by nature; she was friendly, if a bit sarcastic at times. Dad said she got it from Mom and Mom agreed. Still, she was kind to her friends and it usually took a lot to anger or upset her...unless someone attacked her friends.
Veronica and Violet Poulsen made Jo exceptionally angry.
The Poulsen twins were Metropolis High School's most popular Freshmen girls and they'd both decided to run for President and Vice-President of the student council. Both are straight-A students, Honor Society Members, and school cheerleading team, aka "The Spirit Squad". It was a lot like Barbie finding out she wasn't annoying enough on her own and cloning herself right down to the hair. The two drop-dead gorgeous blonds wouldn't bother Jo any other day of the year, except that they'd started picking on Jo's friend Jenna, who was also running for Student Council. The minor harassment began a three weeks ago when a lot of Jenna's campaign flyers "just happened" to vanish after she and Jenna spent an hour posting them around school. Then, the flyers got reposted, except Jenna's picture had been altered in all of them, giving her the head of a donkey.
The intimidation started two weeks ago when the Spirit Squad started in with barely veiled insults about Jenna and Jo. Even then, Jo was more angry about the harassment of her friend than herself. Jo didn't need these girls approval for anything, but people were starting to talk behind Jenna's back and that would hurt her at the polls.
Last week, a racial slur managed to find its way onto Jenna's locker and inside her locker each day after that.
That was the last straw.
It had taken the better part of the week to catch them in the act, but Jo hit paydirt early one morning when she caught a group of girls opening Jenna's locker. They had the combination, instantly alerting Jo that they'd had help from an aid in the Principal's office. There weren't many aides in the office during the day; Jo was one of them and she knew the other three, all of whom happened to be on the Spirit Squad. She'd whipped out her camera phone to record the incident and then dashed away before they could see her. Super-speed often came in handy, though she wished she could fly like her dad and brother.
Now, Jo sat at home on her laptop going over the file on her laptop, looking over the candid shots of each girl as they wrote out the slur on Jenna's locker in nail-polish, then sprinkled it with glitter. The thought of going WikiLeaks on these bitches was so overpowering that she nearly hit the send button, but something her father said made Jo's finger hover over the button.
Two wrongs don't make a right, Jo. No matter what the first wrong was, you can't make it equal by doing wrong yourself.
Damn, she really missed her father.
