Watching last night episode, I started to take into account all that happened .. And then it hit me! This is my A theory:
I want to name my theory “ABC” theory, since I think it is related to 3 people .. i mean, I’m starting to think A is not just a girl, but 3!
A= Alison, the one who gathers all the information.
B= Bethany, the one who sends messages. I know you may say she’s dead, but I don’t think so, also because we never saw her body.
C= CeCe, the one who kills, also because we know she killed Wilden, so she could probably do that again.
And if you think about it, we always knew that Cece and Ali acted like sisters (also Mrs D. said that, saying it was a toxic friendship, or something similar), and in last night’s episode we learned that Ali and Bethany could be sister (same mother, different father)!
What’s more, the night Ali “died” the 3 of them were wearing the same clothes .. And there also were 3 red coats!! I don’t think it’s a coincidence.
Also, in the tv theme you can see a “B” before the word “pretty”..
I think that Eddie Lamb ran away because he knew Bethany wasn’t dead! So the drawing he gave to Ezra might be a hint?
Let me know what you think. Xx
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Anonymous said: What's the most illegal thing you ever did?
At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.
So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.
SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.
She refused to fix my grade.
In the end, she shit herself on stage.
I didn’t regret it.
What the fuck is wrong with you
In what universe is any of this okay