Fifteen minutes later, Melanie felt really awkward while automatically answering the questions she was asked. The head of the school, Ms. Hunt had found out about the incident and had asked her to go to his office. He was surprisingly good at playing the old, good teacher, unconditionally loving his career.
"But then who were they?" He asked insolently. After seconds of silence, he frowned.
" I said I don't know, sir!"
"Listen," he looked at the note before him, "Melanie Rose Clark, this case is not serious. The eleventh graders do this trick every year. It has turned into a tradition so you should not be worried. And as we usually do, we punish the culprits. That's why you need to tell me who they were. I have to assure you that you will not get out of this room until you tell me at least two of them. Was it Tomlinson? Stavino? Horan? Or Styles even?
"Why do you think it's been one of them?"
"Maybe because their files are full of bad things they've done through the years," the man leaned comfortably on his chair while his fingers were nervously playing with the gold pen. Wasn't it sad that the pen cost more than Melanie's life?
"If you spill us out - consider yourself dead!"
These were the words of the light-haired Louis - the captain of the football team. Now his priority of being the bad-sexy footballer was about to be destroyed.
"Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles." muttered Melanie. Mr. Hunt smiled
"It wasn't that hard, was it? You just wasted twenty seven minutes of your life, Melanie."
"I'm going out sir, if you allow."
"Wait, there's one more thing. You, dear lady, are going to sing on the Black Friday concert next week."
"Why me?" she felt anger, she had never been one of these confident kids.
"Don't waste my time with useless questions, you're the chosen girl. But do not worry, you will not sing alone."
She won't be alone?
What the hell?!
She preferred to sing alone than sing with someone who she didn't like.
They all made fun of her. They always laughed at her. They always tried to ruin her. And she didn't love them.
"I'm sorry, I cannot find the documents. You will get them on the rehearsals. And speaking of rehearsals, they start this afternoon. Now you can go," after a movement, she heard the sound of the pen. Then Mr.Hunt started pronouncing names and writing them down on a piece of paper."
"Harry Styles," he looked at the girl and raised his eyebrows as if she had to approve, "Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan," her eyes widened at the sound of his name.
"What?! No. Not Niall Horan.He wasn't a part of this. He didn-"
"Mrs. Clark, I thought I was clear enough. Go." He walked her towards the door and after she stepped out of his office, his voice filled the hallway, " Mrs. Levine, would you call Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles and Niall Horan from the eleventh grades, please?". She swallowed and took her bag before leaving.
From: "Children's shadows" - John Miller (page 25)
A few students from the Tech Music High School in London have been called in Nicholas Hunt's office after Melanie Clark has left. One of the students has been Niall Horan. According to Mr. Hunt, everything has been smoothly until Horan has been told about the punishment. Then, his anger has got the best of him and he has slammed the door.
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