The principal's door was closed so I took a seat in front of his office. I was still in my gym clothes and still sobbing from what had just occurred. I kept my head low in hope that no one could see.
"Here darling." A familiar voice said softly. I slowly looked up to see Reburta, the secretary. She looked at me with such pity in her eyes as she held out a tissue for me. I broke eye contact with her as I took the tissue and wiped the tears that was streaming down my cheeks.
"What happened?" She asked as she took a seat next to me.
"Girls are mean in high school." I managed to say between the sobbing.
"I know." Her voice was gentle, unlike I've ever heard before. She soothed my sorrows as she rubbed my back. I looked up at her with sadness in my eyes, feeling completely lost and vulnerable.
"You do?"
"I've been in high school to." She said. "They constantly bullied me because I was fat. Over the years I toughened up because I promised myself that I wouldn't care what people say about me again."
"I'm sorry" I said to her which caught her off guard. I judged her the moment I met her and never knew that she might have had a rough life. I thought she was just a mean old lady but life made her that way.
"It's okay dear. It's the past." She smiled, but I still saw the pain she carried till this day, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. The pain was still in her eyes.
A bell rang and we looked at Reburta's desk to find a middle aged woman in a suit standing by it. Reburta had to leave to help her, but she assured me that she will be back immediately. I wiped the tears away but I knew by now that my eyes were red and puffy. My mind dwelled on what had just occurred and I sobbed once more. I couldn't believe that no one stood up for me. How could they? Do they fear Morgan that much that they would lie?
Suddenly a huge bang occurred that startled me and the principal's door flung open. I immediately turned away when I saw it was Hunter that exited. Please don't see me. Please don't see me. Please don't see me. I mumbled to myself in hopes that he would just walk straight away and not take note of me.
"Emma?"
"Fuck" I said under my breath. His voice was easy to identify because I had gotten so use to hearing it. I knew exactly who it was but all I wanted was for him to go. I didn't want him to see me like this.
"Hunter." I said softly as I looked up into his doleful hazel green eyes. He had a look of confusion on his face probably curious to why I was sitting in front of the principal's office.
His eyes softened once he saw the tears streaming down my face and he rushed over to me. He sat in the seat next to me and pulled me in for a hug. He didn't say anything and I was glad that he didn't. He caressed my back and held me so tight as if he was scared that I was going to break. I didn't mind because it felt as if I was about to. I sobbed into his shirt as I clung to his chest. Hunter brought his hand to my head and began gently stroking my hair which was comforting. After a while in his embrace I finally calmed down and pulled back. My eyes fell to his shirt that was wet, but he didn't seem to mind. His gaze was solely focused on mine. Hunter's hand cupped my cheek and I closed my eyes and buried my face into it. It felt so good. He wiped my remaining tears that fell down my cheek with his thumb and his touch alone felt like a cure for sadness.
"W-what happened?" He sounded hesitant, unsure. As if he was scared to ask and wanted to tread lightly.
I opened my eyes then pulled my face out of his grip and turned away. "I don't want to speak about it."
"Emma..."
"Don't." I barked. Hunter placed his index finger and thumb on my chin and turned my face towards him. I couldn't bare looking into his eyes because for the first time I saw how unsure he was. "Please don't." I said softly.
The principal's door opened and he stepped out.
"What are you still doing here Hunter?" he grumbled which made me curious to what had just happened.
Hunter didn't say a word, nor look at him. I turned around and Mr Diaz, the principal eyes widened as he could tell that I've been crying due to my red puffy eyes.
"Ms Kensington are you okay?" He asked with concern in his voice.
"I have to go Hunter." I pulled out of his grip and got up. I saw how his face dropped which saddened me.
Hunter stood up and said. "I'll wait for you."
"You don't have to"
"I want to."
I gave him a small smile before heading into Mr Diaz's office. It was as if I stepped back into the 1600s. Mr Diaz's office was filled with antique furniture and objects. I walked towards the chair and took a seat as I heard him closing the door behind me. My stomach was in a knot but I took a deep breath before I unpacked everything.
After a good fifteen minutes of unloading, Mr Diaz finally spoke. "Emma, we do not condone such behaviour here but since this is your first misconduct I'll only let you off with community service."
"But sir I just told you that Morgan started it and lied." I objected.
Mr Diaz raised his hand to stop me from speaking further. I shut my mouth but felt like cursing at him. "Emma I'm sorry. There's no proof, but if anything like this happens again I will investigate further."
Was that all? The system doesn't even give justice. All I did was politely nod. "Okay"
"Okay. Your community service will be tomorrow after school." He said as I walked over to the door.
"Okay." I said and excited his office. I let out a deep breath because I didn't want all this anger to consume me.
"You wanna get out of here?" A voice said that startled me.
I turned to see Hunter still sitting here. I had totally forgotten about him and the fact that he waited here for me touched my heart. His kindness made me feel better.
"Please." I sighed.
Hunter got up and walked towards me. He pulled me in for a hug and I wrapped my arms around his waist. In this moment everything and everyone disappeared. I wanted to stay like this forever. He planted a kiss on my forehead the the feeling of his lips against my skin made my stomach flutter.
Hunter and I walked out of the school building towards the parking lot after I grabbed my clothes from my locker. Thank goodness that P.E was still in progress because I was not in the mood to see those girls.
"You sure you can handle bunking Kensington?" Hunter mocked as he unlocked his car.
I rolled my eyes at his remark and a smile crossed my lips. "The real question is can you handle me?"
A smirk crossed his lips as he ran his fingers through his luscious hair. "I guess we'll find out."

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