Expelled

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~ Angel's P.O.V~

        Lexi and I walked down the hallway, I could tell by the expression on her face that she was nervous too. This was our third time this week that we got sent to the principal. And she wasnt going to be happy. I looked over to Lexi, Dark curls framed her Italian face and her big brown eyes just stared at me, i could tell she was more than scared. I couldnt blame her, i was too. I pushed my fists into my pockets and walked by Lexi's side down the rest of the length of the hallway to the office. 

        I could feel my palms sweating as we approached the double doors. Lexi got the door for me and I walked in ahead of her, Principal Andrews was already waiting for us when as we stepped in. I pushed a loose strand of blonde hair that fell in my face behind my ear and followed Lexi to Mrs. Andrews office; we both knew where it was by heart. This definatly wasnt our first visit here. Mrs Andrews was staring at us with a cold, icey stare. 

        "Sit." She commanded. Her tone showed not even a hint of kindness, she meant all business. We did as we were told and each took a seat in a wooden chair. 

        "Mrs Andrews-" I started to say, but she interrupted me without hesitation.

        "No. Angel, let me talk," She took a breath. "What you did today was unacceptable beyond words. I dont care how much she makes you mad, how rude she can be, you have NO excuse to start a fight. Let alone a food-fight. Thanks to you both, Mr. Chris, our janitor, will have to clean up all of the mess you made. This is the third offence youve made this week, not counting the multiple ones earlier this month. I wont have my school being represented by students like you." She said the word as if we were diseased. 

       "Mrs Andrews, we'll clean it all up, give us another chance!" Lexi begged from my right. 

        "No, this was the last straw. You girls are expelled." I flinched at her words.

        "Surely you mean for a few weeks??" Lexi pleaded.

        "Indefinably." She spoke the last word out as she turned around and strolled out of her office. Well damn. 

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