Stephanie pinched her nose as Kara sat and exchanged glances with Noel. "There's several Ashley's running around the school, but the only one we need to concern ourselves with is the rich philanthropist. What I witnessed was a case of mistaken identity and the wrong one ended up covered in lunch leftovers.
First off, it wasn't the suspected perp, it was a jock, big panzer of a guy, who apparently owed the nerd a favor.
Second, she was literally thrown away. Thrown into the trash can. She just had the unfortunate luck of being THROWN head first towards the trash. Unfortunately, also, when that jock aims for something... He hits it. Thus why she said she was put head first.
Third, as those that actually followed the happenings, the nerd himself has more or less disappeared back into the student body once it was learned through a different Ashley bragging how she got away with mistreating a nerd, and the Ashley who was mistook for her deserved it as nobody does something out of the kindness of their hearts. She had ulterior motives."
Stephanie looked at both. "Another thing. Let's try to keep whoever that was in the background, and try not to reject a nerd, roughly... Which I think actually caused the mess in the first place.
To recap: One it was a jock; two, she was literally thrown and not purposely upside-down; three, an Ashley had rejected a nerd and bragged about it, just not the one who ended up in the trash; and four it was mistaken identity." She looked at the two. "If you know how to defend yourself, Noel, and are willing, I might suggest talking to Mr. Miller and getting permission to teach self-defense a few days a week that aren't basketball days. You can do that, I'll be first in line to sign up for the training, count on that... Because all populars will be targets." She smiled at Noel, "You got my dad's number, Firecracker, I gave it to you. You get the ok, tell him before you tell me, kay?" She left, this time with both backpacks.