Salma Series: The transfer that burned bridges

 It started with a transfer.

Her name was Tamara — skin like silk, voice like a threat, and eyes that said don’t mess with me. When she stepped into Form 3 at Royale Girls High, everything went quiet.

She didn’t try to fit in. She didn’t follow the prefects. She didn’t even remove her nose ring.

Salma, the usual firecracker of the school — loud, bold, fun — was suddenly sharing her spotlight with someone who glowed without trying. Girls whispered. Boys watched. Teachers avoided eye contact.

Then things got weird.

Books went missing.

Phone cameras clicked under desks.

One teacher fainted during a heated staff meeting.

And every week, Tamara’s name was in someone’s mouth — but always in whispers.

One day, Salma's best friend Maya stopped talking to her. Just like that. Blocked her. Ignored her. By the time Salma found out what happened, it was already too late.

There was a video. A short clip of Maya, sneaking out of school, in a stranger’s car.

It was sent to the principal anonymously — from Salma’s own email address.

She was framed.

Suspended.

Humiliated.

And guess who comforted Maya through it all?

Tamara.

That’s when Salma realized: this girl wasn’t just a transfer. She was on a mission.

Salma came back to school two weeks later. Different. Silent. Watching.

She started piecing things together:

Tamara’s connection to a teacher who used to work at her old school.

The USB drive found hidden behind the drama club’s mirror.

A list written in lipstick on the girls’ bathroom door, scratched off names with red hearts.

Tamara was collecting secrets. Breaking bonds. Turning best friends into enemies.

But why?

Then Salma found it.

A letter hidden in her old locker, written by a girl who had left the school two years ago — expelled after a scandal.

> “If you’re reading this, she’s already inside. She doesn’t care about school. She came for revenge. Someone hurt her sister here. Now she wants to hurt them all. Be careful — once she picks her next target, nothing stops her.”

Now it was Salma’s turn to play dirty.

She began pretending to trust Tamara. Laughing with her. Sitting with her. Watching how she moved. And slowly — one by one — she gathered all the girls who had been burned by Tamara.

They became a secret squad.

A silent sisterhood.

Ready to expose everything.

The final showdown? It happened during the school talent show, when Tamara thought she had hacked the AV system to show a fake confession about Salma.

But Salma beat her to it — hacked the hack — and the real video played.

A secret recording of Tamara’s voice, saying:

> “They’re all puppets. I’ll ruin every one of them like they ruined her.”

The entire hall went silent.

Then chaos.

Tamara was expelled. But not before turning around and saying: