Vienna's P.O.V.

Sat in the principles office, all I could hear was the ticking of the large grandfather clock.
The more it ticked, the louder it seemed.

I pulled at the sleeves of my red Parka.

The principle was tapping his pen on the table, filling in some paperwork. His name plaque 'Mr Morris' engraved upon a golden block stood proudly in the middle of his huge, oak desk.

I heard loud footsteps outside, and stood up to see what the commotion was about.

Through the reinforced-glass door, I saw the boy who smiled at me earlier - Vincent, I think his name was, and a girl walking down the corridor, hugging each other. Was it his girlfriend?

Surely not, I mean, freshmen don't tend to get with seniors, like ever.

Maybe she was his sister? Cousin? I don't know, but something didn't seem right.
The girl was kind of pretty. Maybe I'd get on with her as a senior, better then some of the, what feels like, 5 year olds in my class.

"Sit back down Miss De'Lange" The principle sounded impatient.

"Sorry Sir".

I sat back down and waited for the hours to pass.
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|| Writers Notes ||

Sorry this chapter is short.
I thought it would seem impossible if Vienna finished her school day and Lia and Vincent hadn't left school.