Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 53

“It’s fake!”

“This has to be fake!” one reporter declared without bothering to verify. “Twitter accounts require real-name registration. Can someone check who this impostor is?”

“It’s probably Juniper herself!”

Other reporters agreed that it made sense. The account had no verification and just boldly claimed, “I am Lunar.” By that logic, any of them could claim to be Lunar. If she was going to lie to save herself, couldn’t she at least be smarter about it?

Yolanda saw the trending tweet at the same time as the reporters. She was momentarily surprised, then found the whole situation hilarious. Master Lunar had faded from the dance scene three years ago. Yolanda had tried everything to contact her, hoping to become her student to learn her skills and leverage her fame. But despite her best efforts, she couldn't find a single trace of the elusive dancer. And now, this recluse was suddenly creating a Twitter account for Juniper and Queenie? As if.

Yolanda smirked and sent a message to her paid trolls: “Find out the name registered to this account’s IP address.”

A short while later, the reply came: Juniper.

“Pfft—” Yolanda nearly fell off her chair laughing.

Juniper? Was she really stupid enough to use her own name to create a fake Master Lunar account? After all these years, she was still just as brainless.

Yolanda couldn't wait to see the internet’s reaction. With a sense of malicious glee, she “helpfully” leaked the “truth” online.

Then, she turned to her mother with a triumphant smile. “Mom, could you iron my performance dress for me? I’ll need it for the interview.”

The interview was on short notice, and with Aurora High embroiled in scandal, the network didn't want any trouble from The One. They had decided to interview her instead. It was a live broadcast, so everything had to be perfect.

Hearing the Eclara student's taunt, her heart trembled. Juniper tweeted that she was Lunar? Knowing her, she never lied. Either someone was framing her, or she really was Lunar.

Queenie bit her lip, her heart pounding. As the situation unfolded, she felt the second possibility was more likely. The thought made her so nervous she could barely breathe.

“She probably didn't expect her lie to be exposed so quickly,” a boy sneered. “With all these reporters here, if she dares to show her face, I’ll… I’ll call her queen.”

Before he could finish, his friend beside him chuckled. “Speak of the devil… here comes your queen.”

In an instant, everyone turned to look at the school entrance. A girl in a school uniform, her hair in a high ponytail, so beautiful it was breathtaking, was walking toward them.