Between The Sheets: A Collection of OneShots

Suspended [Straight]

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When she turns the corner, Sofia almost crashes into the principal's assisant, Ms King. 

"Oh, Miss Wilkins, you're right on time." the older woman says, smiling up at Sofia, not even batting and eye at the girl's outfit. In plaid shorts, a tight black crop top and her ankle boots, it isn't the most scandalous outfit that Ms. King has seen her in. 

She's even put her hair in a ponytail today, the older woman notices happily. She also notices that the seventeen year old's usual racoon eyemakeup and wine red lipstick are still in place. Some things don't change.

"Heading out, Ms. King?" Sofia asks, cocking a studded eyebrow. Despite her bad girl reputation, Sofia has always been pleasant enough. The key usually is to get on her good side, and Ms. King had done just that.  "Just taking my lunch break, dear. Go on in, Principal Myers will be be here in a minute. He stepped out to talk to the groundskeeper." 

Nodding, Sofia passes the assistant and walks into the Principal's office. It's not the first time she's been called out of class to meet with the principal. But it is the first time she's been in Principal Myers's office unsupervised. Sofia throws her backpack on the floor by the guest chair and takes a seat, wondering what she's gotten in trouble for this time. The meeting will go the same as usual. Principal Myers will tell her about her transgression, stick her with detention, make her promise that he won't see her again for at least another week, and then send her back off to class. It's become a habit with the two of them. She settles into her seat and waits patiently for her Principal.

Fifteen minutes later, Kevin Myers walks past his assistant's desk. He's tired, but pleased to note that Ms. King has finally taken her lunch break at a decent hour. He's been urging her to take better care of herself for ages and is thankful she's finally listening to him.

Straightening his tie, he opens his office door and is surprised to see Sofia Wilkins, resident badgirl of Wembly High, sitting in the empty chair in front of his desk. After his discussion with the groundskeeper, Kevin completely forgot that he had called the girl into his office. Her eyes fly open when he shuts his office door behind him and she sits upright, crossing one long leg over the other.

Sofia tilts her head back to look at her principal, and she can't help but take him in appreciatively. She's not the only girl in this school that finds Principal Myers attractive. He's a good-looking man. tall and blue-eyed, dark hair only just beginning to show streaks of gray. He's in his early forties, Sofia thinks, but he looks years younger. With his broad shoulders and manly good looks, he's been the object of every girl in Wembly High's wet dream at least once.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Miss Wilkins," he tells her. He sits down at his desk.

She shrugs, not bothered. More time spent out of class. "No problem. What's this about?" 

"You're in trouble."

Aren't I always? she thinks. "What did I do now?"

"Let's see..." he says, picking up a thick folder. Her student file. "In the last week alone, you've been caught smoking on the premises. Thrice. You've been caught making out with Criag Hughes in empty classrooms twice. You've skipped nine classes, insulted Mrs. Jefferson - again - and then tried to get the custodian to buy you a pack of cigarettes."

He looks up at Sofia and raises his eyebrows. Somewhat sheepishly, the seventeen year old shrugs. "busy week...?" she says.

Under normal circumstances, Kevin would simply shake his head at her, give her detention and then let her leave. As terrible as some of her antics could be, the Sofia was a good student. She got straight As and took part in extra curricular activities. She was even in a few AP classes. But her transgressions from the previous week were just too much for even him to turn a blind eye to, and now he has no choice but to take action.