Anything Could Happen

Ch. 36- Superintendent Trouble

I ran. As fast as I could. Clutching the evidence towards my chest as my breathing began to heavy. I looked straight ahead focusing my vision onto the roads and sights in front of me. Why did this happen to me? Well, there's no turning back now because I am about to go confront everyone. And definetly everything.

Finally. I am here. I breathed deeply before licking my lips from the cold. I panted a bit form the running before relaxing a bit and loosening up. What's the worst that could happen? 

I walked up the stairs and bursted through the entrance doors as I swallowed hard. A rush of cold air tickled my spine as I walked down the hallway and turned towards the Prinicipal's office. Yes, Im at the school. About to confront to the principal. I want this crap off the newspaper now. 

I skidded though I knew I would get caught by a teacher. I didn't care. Im tired of this drama. I just wanna have a normal life. With a nice family. Awesome friends. And a loving boyfriend. I was getting really impatient. I wanted to run. I wanted to run through the halls without getting caught. I wanted the principal to know. To know this drama. To know everything.

I sighed as I was standing in front of his office. I closed my eyes for a few seconds hoping something would change. I opened my eyes again. Nothing. Guess I have to do what I have to do. I swallowed hard and bit my lip. I thought over of what I was about to do. Hoping I wouldn't mess up. 

My fingers balled into a fist as I shakily knocked on the wooden door. I brought my hand back down to my sides and waited for the doo to burst open. Instead, I got a "come in." So I did what I was told. Even though I was surely unsure of it.

I turned the door knob and walked inside. Closing the door behind me. I stared at Mr. Malington who was accompained by our superintendent of education, Charlotte Douglas Wittaker. Oh shit. I think I came at a bad time. I didn't even realize it when my mouth had shaped an "o" as Mr. Malington's eyebrows had been raised. My eyes flowed back and forth from Mrs. Wittaker and Mr. Malington as they were searching through some papers in a bunch of folders. Mrs. Wittaker shot her head up towards me, and she smiled. How nice?

"Um... Is this a bad... time?" I stuttered asking pointing towards the door to show I can leave.

"No, it's fine. May I help you?" Mr. Malington replied as he motionezd for me to come forward. I did as I was told and took a seat on a comfy leather chair in front of his huge desk.

"Actually, yes." I replied as I moved a piece of my hair away from my eyes and behind my ears. I unfolded the evidence from inside my small coat and stared at it for a few seconds and handed it towards the principal. The nice blonde continued smiling as she scanned the paper in his hands. I awkwardly sat there waiting for him to finish reading the proof. 

"What does this mean?" He asked bringing me back to this point. 

"Wh-what?" I asked curiously. What does he mean? Its proof? Doeshe need to check his prescription on his glasses? 

"What is this?" He tried again.

"Umm.. I don't... The newspaper." I answered finally thinking of an answer.

"And?" He asked not giving a care. What is up with him?

"And. And what? Dustin. It was Dustin who had done this. He had took the pictures. And I'm pretty sure this is illegal. Dustin is not supossed to do this! He can't go upto someone's house, spy on them, take pictures, and post them into a different school he doesn't even belong to. Does he?" I explained. Mrs. Wittaker's eyes widened at the explanation as the principal kept a steady eye on me before talking.

"How does this show pr-" 

"Wait, Dustin? My son? No. Not possible. And yes it is illegal, but he wouldn't have done this." Charlotte spoke up in spite of protecting his son. 

"Look at the proof, Mrs. Wittaker." I shrugged as she grabbed the papers from the man's hand. She looked dissapointed, especially angry.

"How.." She seemed to whisper.

"I don't know, Mrs. W. He's your son." I let out as she stared right into my eyes.

"Why would he do this?" Mr. Malington questioned joining the reading wth the blonde. 

"I don't know. To get back at me for something, I guess. But I know he is your son. And he probably just did this because he knew that he has powe because of you. SO he can do anything, anywhere. Inspite of his troubles, I don't know. He shouldn't be allowed to work at other schools. It's unfair." I answered with so many words, I finally had the time to take a breath. 

"Is this true? Listed in the proof?" Mr. Malington asked the superintendent as I waited for her response. It better be true. Because I didn't come here for an adventure. No, I came for revenge. That she should know about.

"I...I...I can't suspend my own son!" She exclaimed throwing the paper of evidence into Mr. Malington's arms. Her face was now built up with rage. Oh no. I think I just made a superintendednt get angry.... At me.

"You have to. It's illegal." Me and Mr. Malington explained as she tried to calm down but stared at me with her eyes wide. She probably thought I was a crazy student for telling her it was okay to suspend her own child. Maybe even expell.

"Son or not. You have to." I bit my lip for pushing too hard. She glared at me before having a deep sigh. I heard her grinding her teeth together as she loosened up a bit. Or as she tried to.

"I need to talk to Dustin and we will talk tomorrow in school. I will call you up to the Principal's office for my decision. You may leave." She said with a hint of annoyance.

I stood up from my seat and walked around it to get to the door. I guess that's it, right? I heard a few mumbles from behind me as I kept walking forward and upto the door. I smiled at what I have done. Did I just... wow! My hand clung to the door knob like a magnet as I twisted it. Before I walked out of the room, I heard a loud call from behind me.

"What's your name, dear?" Mr. Malington asked me. I took a small breath before answering, still facing the door.

"Keesha. Keesha Parikh." I said with extra confidence. 

Picture of something at the side bar. Hehe. Hoped u like this chappie. Another one is coming up... :D