The Golden Boy (COMPLETED)

Chapter 30

It was something to worry about. I trudge to the office, and thankfully no one sees me in the halls; they are all in class.

I open the double doors to the office and tell the secretary my name. Her eyebrows furrow and she twists her mouth into a frown.

"The principal would like to see you. Down the hall, make a right." She scowls at me. What did I do? I timidly shuffle down the hall and read the sign, Principal Varley. Oh gosh, he sounds mean...

I pull the heavy door open, (or maybe I'm just too weak) and gawk. There's Kyra, looking pouty and petrified.  And the principal.

"Ah, Hudson." He says in his gravelly voice. "Take a seat next to Miss Klaire. Or should I say, Mrs.?" He glares at me and points his pencil at Kyra. I quietly take my seat next to her, and she grins at me devilishly.

"So, Mr. Burke, Miss Klaire tells me that you harassed her the other day by literally proposing to her. Kyra?"

"Yes, Mr. Varley it's true." She gives him puppy eyes and whimpers, "Hudson charged into my room the other day and proposed. Then he started to carry me out, and I hadn't even said anything!" She bursts out crying. Mr. Varley immediately rushes to her side. "It was so scary!" She cries.

"I bet it was, honey. Do you need a moment?" The principal soothes. She nods and he returns to the front of the room. "Hudson, do you have anything to say about the matter?" He glares at me.

"Uh, yes!" I protest. "I did no such thing!"

"Miss Klaire has shown me photographic proof."

"Yeah, because it was photoshopped! She came into my room and we practiced our play for English class! Ask Ms. Mortem! She assigned me and Kyra a play about-"

"That is enough!" He raps the desk and I jump. "Hudson, lying is never the answer!"

"But I'm not lying!" I say, on the verge of tears.

"Mr. Burke, you are dismissed. You will serve in detention for the next 3 months, everyday, after school for two hours. You will also be suspended from Rosenblatt 6-12 School for the next 2 weeks. Mr. Burke, harassing another student, especially a sweet little girl, is completely against the rules. I suggest you think about what you have done. Good day to you sir!" He yells and points at the door.

I solemnly stand up, knowing that there is absolutely no use in arguing. Just before I'm about to leave, Kyra tugs on shirt sleeve.

"See you in detention old buddy... oh wait, I guess I won't!" Kyra cackles and grins the smuggest smile I've ever seen before.

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I sit in my room, my head in my knees. I whimper and wipe my dripping eyes. What did I do? What did I do? All I did was fall in love with her, is that such a crime? I didn't know she was a total git... oh my God, the dream. The dream where she pushes me off the island... it was a warning! In there, she stabs me in the back, and she really did!  I don't deserve this. I wail and shove Kleenex into my face. Oh my gosh, why, why, why? Where did I go wrong!?

Oh my God.

Oh my God. My face turns hard with realization. Oh my God. I stand up and all reality floods me. I run from my room, the door still swinging.