Madison was sitting in her first period, absentmindedly watching her band conductor. He was talking about the staccato in measure whatever that the horns cannot hit, when the short bearded man walked in their classroom.
Madison didn't notice him until he came in front of her. He lowered his head, and whispered to her ear, "Come with me." Crap.
Madison followed the principal behind, clutching the corner of her shirt. Her fingers were shaking so bad and her heart was tightening in her chest. When she walked out, and into the hallway, she sees Mark from a distance opening the door to the office. Double freaking crap.
"Am I in trouble?" She whimpered, softly, barely audible. The principle looked at Madi.
"We'll see." Her feet dragged against the marbled flooring, taking her time.
When they did finally get to his office, she was instructed to sit next to Mark on the bench next to the principal's office.
"Mark. We're in trouble." The tears were threatening themselves. Mark just sat there, looking at the closed door.
"Mark. Say something." Mark continued to sit still, back straight.
"You'll be fine. Don't worry." He said, looking back at her with a slight smile. That calmed her nerves a tad. "I've got it handled. Just follow my lead, okay?" He studied her blue hues, reassuring her that there is a chance that everything will be fine
"I've got it handled," he repeated but this time, it was more to himself than to her.
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Her Diary
RomanceUNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING +the ones with check marks in the chapter name is edited.+ "Shut up," Mark whispered, face inching towards hers. "Just shut up and kiss me, dammit." Madison froze. His face was only about an i...
