Parker

Chapter 55

School....

Christine had lost count of the number of words and their definitions she had written over the past several hours. Two hundred, three hundred, five hundred she was not sure. All she knew was that hand cramping and she was not sure that she could write another word.

This is so stupid she thought. What is the point of this? To torture us that is the point. To make more miserable than we already are.

I can't wait to get out of this hell she thought.

The door to the library opened causing all heads to around in its direction. The school secretary walked in and spoke with the teacher.

"Christine." The teacher said.

"About time." Christine said with a heavy sigh.

She walked over to the two hoping that she was going to be told that she could return to class.

"Come with me." The secretary said and then walked towards the door.

Christine followed her out and collective sigh of relief escaped from the others.

"Where are we going?" Christine asked.

"To the office?" The secretary said.

"Why?" Christine asked.

"Because Dean Helderman wants to see you."

"Why?" Christine said.

"She will tell you when she sees you." The secretary answered.

"You're a lot of help." Christine said snidely.

"I try to be."

Christine responded with a dirty.

They then walked in and she saw Wesley sitting by the Dean of Boys office with his mom. He gave her a comfortable look while his mother glared at her.

Still a bitch I see Christine thought. I'm so glad Parker's mom has nothing to do with him so I don't have to deal with her.

"Have a seat." The secretary said and Christine sat down. Wesley's mother continued to stare at her and she stared right back.

"Please stop." Wesley said to his mom.

The door then opened and Dean LaMee poker his head out and told them to come in. The two got up and Wesley's gave her one more dirty look before going in. Wesley gave her a look of sympathy and then walked in.

What is going on? Christine thought.

The secretary walked and Dean Helderman then said "Come in Christine."

Okay Dean Nazi she thought as she got up.

She was about to ask what was going on when she saw her mother waiting in the officer. Her body tensed and her chest tightened with fear.

"Have a seat." The dean said.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know." An annoyed Melinda said. The dean had not told yet why she called to the school wanting to wait until Christine was there. "You tell me."

"I don't know." She said as she sat down. "That's why I asked what us going on?"

"Don't get smart with me." Melinda said. "Or you will find yourself over my lap getting your backside paddled again."

Christine looked away and her cheeks glowed bright red.

"That's better." Melinda then asked the dean. "What is going on?"