Sorcery [p. parker] || DISCONTINUED

SIX - ELEGANTLY TOLD OFF

"So, so sorry I am late – Eliza's parents informed me they wouldn't be able to come tonight so they sent me instead," Silvia explained as she ushered into the Dean's office, a satchel containing her laptop hanging off of her shoulder and phone tightly clutched in her hand. Although her demeanor seemed frazzled by being late, her expression said she was calm – with kind eyes and a forgiving smile, it was hard to notice how embarrassed Silvia was.

Though, neither the Dean nor the assistant coach said anything. The two adult males simply stared at the seemingly confident woman. Eliza, being the immature nineteen year old that she is, snickered at her boss's actions and sat amused in her seat. Silvia glared at her; the action quickly made the young woman shut her mouth. Sighing, the older woman walked up to the desk, standing in between the two chairs and stuck her hand out for the Dean to shake.

"Silvia Haney, Ellie's boss and extremely close family friend," she introduced herself.

Mr. Dowell's eyes narrowed as he shook hands, "And why couldn't the Martins be present?"

"Mister Martin has an extremely important business meeting he cannot miss, and Misses Martin is stuck in a very long heart surgery," Silvia answered – all lies. In reality, the agents posing as Mr. Martin and Mrs. Martin were on a mission to take down a hidden HYDRA base.

The assistant coach, Austin Turner, rolled his eyes. He was still recovering from the sucker punch Eliza had taken to his nose. "What lovely parents," he muttered.

Silvia's eyes turned towards Turner's, eyebrows raised and chin held high. When she started speaking, her voice was scarily even. "Ah, you must be Austin Turner, I presume. I've been wanting to speak to the man harassing these students. It's a shame, Mr. Dowell that these students that are enrolled here are having to go through everything this despicable human does. I'm now hoping this meeting is to inform me this scum is leaving."

Eliza's eyes widened and she faked a cough as she snorted from laughter, the Dean sending her a disapproving look. "Ah, the fresh smell of meat roasting," she sighed, smirking at the assistant coach.

Austin pursed his lips in anger, "I'm not harassing the students," he told Silvia.

Mr. Dowell held his hand up and shook his head, saying, "Please, we will get to that in a moment. I just want to speak to you about Eliza for the time being."

"Hey, if this is about something I've done," Eliza started, "the last thing to get me here is punching Asshole over there."

"And I know that," Mr. Dowell spoke, "This meeting is about exactly that."

Silvia nodded her head, while Eliza rolled her eyes. It's been a month since then; the brunette didn't know why there was being a meeting on it now. She had thought the Dean had forgotten, or simply not have cared enough to address the incident to her legal guardians. Apparently, she thought wrong.