Michaels P.O.V
I sighed as my name was called for me to head to the office, I was unsure what for, but I sure as hell know I didn't do anything wrong.
I grabbed my backpack from the floor beside my desk and started to walk down the completely deserted corridor. I ran my hair through my newly dyed red hair, it's a bit of an addiction for me to dye my hair.
I reached the office in less than a minute, I pushed open the glass door.
"Mr.Clifford?" the secretary didn't even look up from her computer.
"That's me" I said, fiddling with my backpack strap.
"The principle would like to see you." she gave a small nod towards the door, I moved quickly to the door and walked in.
"Ah, Michael, please have a seat." Mr.Ginger was being all to nice, I was in big trouble for nothing, I felt my palms beginning to sweat as I sat down,"since you have been here a few months and know the ropes," what was he asking me to do,"could you show a new student around? Since you have had the same experience she is going to be having?" I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uh, Sure Mr.Ginger...."
"Good!" He clapped his hands,"she should be here anytime now."
I sank low into my chair and stared out the window for I don't know how long. I was interrupted when a fairly short girl walked in, she had dyed hair like mine, but hers was insanely light, I think there's a purple tint to it, she had a Nirvana shirt on with black skinny jeans, and crazy patterned vans on. She looks kind of like my best friend LUKE and I mixed together and in girl form.
I didn't realize I was staring until her cheeks got really pink, I smirked to myself.
"Hi, I'm Ashyln" she said, that's a pretty name, I like it.
I hesitated before responding,"Hi, I'm Michael."
