Eliza.

Two.

Quick A/N: Character's personal thoughts will be in italics so don't get confused :) Enjoy!

Eliza's POV

"My office, NOW."

Oh great Eliza, you've really done it now.

Principle Franklin led us the through the empty hallways towards his office. I could feel my anxiety take control of my body as I started to breathe rather heavily.

I never get in trouble. I'm screwed. No college is ever going to want me. What am I gonna do?

My dark thoughts were dominating my brain.
"Nervous much, little ms.teacher's pet?" Ross mumbled with a smirk.

"I never get in trouble, I just don't want to mess up my whole future" I nervously explained under my breath.

"Ha-ha..... wimp." he laughed while elbowing me.

Whatever. Why did I even care about what he thought? He was never gonna have a future anyways. I don't know why I was explaining myself to him.

We slowly passed the teacher's lounge, took a right and approached a long corridor.
"This way." Principle Franklin stated sternly and lead us through his doorway. He held the door open for us both as we strolled inside his neat and carefully organized office.
"Ah the crib is just like how I remember it Howard..." Ross joked with a cheeky grin on his face.
I rolled my eyes.
Principle Franklin took a seat at his desk and turned his attention to a file folder with the names of all the students in our school; organized alphabetically by grade level.
Meanwhile, I looked around and observed the room we were standing in. I noticed multiple carefully framed family portraits surrounding his wooden desk. One particular picture caught my attention. It was a photograph of Mr.Franklin with his wife Margaret Franklin and two little girls ... presumably his daughters. I admired how happy the two little girls were. They were both sitting on Mrs. Franklin's lap smiling up at their loving father. The family portrait nearly brought tears to my eyes.

I wish my family was like that...

Mr.Franklin interrupted my thoughts. With his hands placed firmly on his desk, he posed a question.
"Ms. Beau, could you please enlighten me with the incident that had Mrs. Ronda hiding under her desk with fear earlier?"

I gulped down my own fear and quietly answered, "Mr. Franklin, I had nothing to do with it."

His expression changed from concerned to surprised. It's as if he doubted my each and every word.
My voice shook and cracked ever so slightly. I tried to take a grip on my nerves as I continued, "Ros- I mean, Mr.Lance was being disrespectful to Mrs.Ronda.. I was simply defending her."

I looked down at the floor and nervously quivered under the pressure.
Ross chuckled. I could see his lips mouth the phrase "teacher's pet" in my direction.

"Ms. Beau, what exactly did Mr.Lance say to be so disrespectful to Mrs.Ronda?" Mr Franklin asked with a hint of curiosity.

Crap.
"Umm... " I shuffled my feet around nervously.
Ugh ...but what he said was so inappropriate. I couldn't just say it. I've never said anything like that out loud before. If only Mr. Franklin understood how difficult this was for me..
"Virgin mouth.." Ross muttered under his breath.
Um rude much?
"Ms.Beau? Please, I need an answer."

I could feel my body quiver with anxiety. I remained silent.

"Ms.Beau, if you do not tell me what Mr. Lance presumably said about Mrs. Ronda I'm going to have to release Mr. Lance and guilt you for lying to authority." Mr. Franklin's tone of voice revealed that he was becoming extremely impatient.

I could hear Ross let out a soft snicker by my side.

I was so tempted to slap him to his senses right then and there. This was so not fair. Why couldn't Mr. Franklin see how guilty Ross actually was? Like ...who even trusts red heads? You could practically see all the lies right through Ross's tangled red locks of hair. That's exactly what Ross's life was .. a tangled mess.. filled with an overwhelming amount of lies.

Ugh wait ...why was I getting so off topic? I needed to focus on the situation..what was I gonna do?

Suddenly all of my thoughts were abruptly interrupted.

"You're free to go Mr. Lance."

I snapped back to reality.

Wait, what?

"Aye, thanks Howard.. you the real mvp man."
I couldn't believe this.

"Mr. Lance, it's Mr. Franklin to you, sir. Leave now before I change my mind and punish you as well." Mr.Franklin's tone of voice was clear and direct.

Good job, Eliza. You kept your mouth shut for too long. Way to go.
Ross proceeded to the exit. Before I knew it he was out the door to freedom while I was left in my own despair, getting punished for keeping my stupid mouth shut.

"Ms.Beau, you have detention."

Well there goes my perfect, clean record.

I wanted to break down into a pool of tears.

A/N: Hey guys- so I totally didn't expect to write another chapter so soon but I guess I was really feeling it :) I hope y'all enjoyed! Do you think it was fair for Eliza Beau to get punished? Or do you think she should've spoken up despite her shyness and innocence? Let me know down below! As always don't forget to rate, comment & vote! Love you! -Julia❤️