When Life Knocks You Down

I Can't Take This Anymore

It was Miss Williams
______________________________________

"Are you new?" Miss Williams questioned again. The guy at the door finally raised up his face and stared straight into Miss Willams' eyes.

Oh! Such perfect blue eyes. Though filled with fear.

Miss Williams being confused about him asked "hey, what's wrong? Are you okay? Are you for this class? What's ya name?"

"I'm Chr--Chr--"he finally spoke "I'm Christian Clark"

"hmm Christian Clark?" Miss Williams said while checking her register. "I'm not sure I have that name on my list here"

"I'm new"

"Well then, that explains it" Miss Williams said "but why transfer at your final year" she asked with a little frown on her face.

"I--uhm--it was my parent's decision" Christian said.

"That's not so bad, come on in" Miss Williams said realizing he was still at the door.

Christian entered the class, but now he had removed the hand from his pocket and held his bag more firmly like he was about to be robbed and walked over to the empty seat at the end close to the window. Christian after seating observed the class, it was just a regular class. It had two windows, - one by the side and another at the end- a board right in front of the class, with an air-conditioner that was really soothing, with pictures of scholars of art pasted broadly on the glossy wall, the chairs well arranged and the elegant teacher standing right in front of the class. He knew it wasn't the art studio but just the art class.

"Okay y'all" Miss Williams said to bring the distracted students back to class and stop them from staring at the new guy - Christian. "Today we're all going to draw this" she said pointing at the model she had brought to class.

After the day ended, Agatha was very much relieved to be done and was about leaving school when she remembered that the principal - Mr Adams - had told her to meet him in his office after school.

What does he need me for now. Agatha thought while walking towards the principal's office. When she got there she almost opened the door when she heard a man's voice from the office - which was not the principal's - yelling at someone. Agatha was stunned because one, she was called and she heard yelling from the office and two, she could not have wondered what makes a man yell at "his child" like that. Why she thought it was the man's child was when she heard the man say "how can my own child be such a failure."

After waiting at the door for sometime, the Secretary Mrs Evans, a short plump woman came to Agatha.

"Miss Daniels?" Mrs Evans asked.

Agatha turned around and nodded towards Mrs Evans.

"Why are you standing in front of the principal's office?" Mrs Evans questioned staring at Agatha with her glasses that always rested on her nose.
"Mr Adams told me to come to his office after school but when I came I heard voices so I guessed he had visitors and decided not to intrude." Agatha firmly explained.

"Oh yeah, that's right, Mr and Mrs Clark are in there, but that's why they called you too"

Clark? Sure that name sounds familiar. Agatha thought.

"Don't worry you're not in any form of trouble, your help is just needed" Mrs Evans reassured while knocking the door to the principal's office. Mr Adams told them to come in. Mrs Evans holding Agatha's hand entered into the office bringing Agatha in.

"Mr Adams, Miss Daniels is here" Mrs Evans said to Mr Adams who sat comfortably in his "principally" chair and held a pen to his right hand. In front of the principal were three people, a grown man, a grown woman and oh God!