Chapter 2- The Principle's Son.

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Rosalie's POV-

So here I stand.
Arms folded with my fingers slowly turning white due to gripping my arms so tightly. I was beyond pissed. This stuck up Principle has the cheek to demand me into her office like I'm the one who's at fault. Is she for real. And this shallow disrespectful prick behind me. Don't get me started on him.

I slightly turned myself so I could take a glimpse at him

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I slightly turned myself so I could take a glimpse at him. There he stood, arms crossed loosely without a care in the world. Smirk on his face looking all smug, as if he thinks he's gonna walk out of this Scott free without a punishment. Ha well not if I have something to say about it. This prick needs knocking off his pedestal. Which he's clearly managed to build so high with pig ignorance and bitterness. Because it's a sure fact he hasn't built it with being a decent human being that's a sure fact.

My attention is drawn back to the front of the office at the desk when Principle what's her-face started tapping her fingers on the desk. Seriously is this woman trying to push my limit. If you want my attention use my name. Not fucking tapping you flipping cheap ass nails on your desk like lady muck. I rolled my eyes and she finally spoke hooray.

Principle Lewis- "So. Are either one of you going to tell me what's going on? Because I will not tolerate this kind of behaviour on my campus!"

She started flapping her arms about like a frustrated chicken. I giggled to myself. She looked ridiculous trying to look all serious. Giving the big I'm Principle I'm in charge crap. Ha, I seriously need to bite my lip so my thoughts don't escape like word vomit insulting the silly old cow. She continued to flap her arms around when again she drew my attention when she addressed me.

Principle Lewis- "Miss West, do you wish to explain yourself before your punished for your actions?"

Seriously. What is this woman smoking. Oh, I'll give the old cow an explanation alright. I straightened my skirt, cleared my throat and folded my arms across my chest. This silly cow is not going to intimidate me.

Rosalie- "Well Principle..."

I paused and rubbed my chin. I actually didn't know her name. I sniggered to myself thinking. Well if I don't know her name then she can't be that important. I addressed the situation again.

Rosalie- "I'm sorry Principle but I didn't actually catch your name. But anyway I will continue."

She looked at me not amused. She crossed her arms over her chest and her straight face turned into a disturbing frown. Her eyes narrowed and her crows feet were exposed. Yep she seriously wasn't impressed. Oh well not my problem.

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