Counselor's Office

As I solemnly drudged towards the office, I glanced over and noticed that Sara looked kind of scared. I guess I would feel the same way, having to go to the office on her first at this school.

The large wooden door looked menacing as it stood, ready to swallow me to my certain demise. As the principal opened it an evil hiss was heard and followed by the startling scent of freshly sharpened pencils and... hand sanitizer? What?

I looked up to see an industrial-size bottle of hand sanitizer sitting on the front desk. Apparently our school took flu season very seriously.

The secretary scowled down upon us from behind the desk and motioned to the counselor's conference room in the back. The last time I was in there was for an advanced test in Math, but I had a feeling Mrs. Haddue wouldn't be so glad to see me this time. She sat in a large leather seat at the far end of the table with a fake smile plastered on her face.

"Hello, girls!" Mrs. H said warmly. "It seems you two have gotten into a... situation," she added gesturing to the spaghetti that plastered Sara. "Honey, why don't go clean up real quick? There's a bathroom just around the corner," she said pointing to the hallway.

"Yes, ma'am," Sara said politely as she walked away. She was too scared to give me a death glare, but I could tell why. If Mrs. H questioned me while Sara was gone, I would be able to tell her everything.

Once Sara was out of hearing range, Mrs. H leaned in closer. "I need to hear one side of the story at a time. What's yours?" she asked.

I opened up about everything, from the rude attitude on the bus to the exclusive party invitation. "Finally I just snapped," I concluded. "It was the wrong thing to do, but I only realized what I was doing after the spaghetti left my hand." Mrs. H wrote a few more notes before setting down her pen.

"Thank you, Juniper. When Sara comes back I will have you leave the room while I hear her side of the story." Mrs. H said.

Sara's Point of View

I slowly walked back to the conference room. Juniper probably ratted me out to the counselor. I mean, why wouldn't she? I haven't exactly been the nicest to her... its just that Juni seems so perfect and, I can't live up to that. I need a way to put myself at the top of the food chain. I know there's a better way to do that than putting Juni down and using her as a step stool, but if Juni did tell me out, I wouldn't care about being at the top anymore.

There are the odds that Juni lied for me, but it's highly unlikely. Although, she does seem pretty softhearted like a sweet little puppy. I almost hope she didn't lie because it would be bad to get in a prisoner's dilemma. I'll just tell the truth. As long as I turn up the charm factor, things might turn out okay.

I softly knocked on the door. Juniper opened it and let me in. She gave me a sympathetic look before going out to the hallway. I can tell that if something ever happens, if she somehow finds my secret, her weakness is her care and concern for others. You never know when you may need to know one's weakness.

Mrs. Haddue motioned for me to sit down. "I need to hear your side of the story now," she said.

I was reluctant at first, but soon I was spilling out everything about the jealousy, the feeling of insignificance, and wanting to fit in. Before I knew it, I was sobbing uncontrollably. Mrs. H grabbed a tissue box from her massive stockpile (I noticed most teachers had tons of tissue boxes too; our school must take flu season seriously.) I graciously accepted it and began wiping my eyes.

It had felt so good, to just open up to someone without hesitation. Once I finally stopped crying Mrs. H started looking over her notes. "Your story matches with what Juniper told me, which makes this a lot easier. Thank you for telling the truth," she said. "For now you two are free to go while I look over everything, but tomorrow I might call you girls back to help sort out emotions." she added.

Sorting emotions. If I had to sort the emotions I was feeling right now, there would be scared for getting in small trouble, relief for spilling everything out, still a bit of jealousy left towards Juniper, and something else I couldn't quite define. I'd think about it later, but for now I needed to finish things out with the counselor.

"May Juniper and I leave now?" I asked.

"Yes, but try to avoid anything else like this until our next meeting," Mrs. H said. I stood up and pushed in my chair, feeling almost happy that there wans't any punishment. At least, not yet. I opened the door and walked into the hallway to see Juni tapping on her iPod.

"We're free to go now," I told her. Juni looked up and I tried to smile, but things were still not fully resolved between the two of us. As we left the office, I tried not to think about what would happen at our next meeting. In the mean time though, I just needed to leave Juni alone so we wouldn't get in more trouble. But I couldn't help but feel there were going to be more conflicts between us, much worse than the spaghetti incident.

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Author's Note

Hello there! I worked overtime on Chapter Four so I hope you like it :) What did you think seeing things from Sara's POV? Is she nicer than expected? Honestly I didn't plan on that yet but I find it hard to see things from the point of view of someone who is intentionally mean. Don't worry though, things will get worse and she won't always be this nice...

I want to dedicate that chapter to my arch-nemesis Ethan, he's the reason I know what the conference room looks like. Allegedly I stabbed him with a pencil. While we were in different classes. I was like seriously? I was also in there one time for the math test I mentioned.

But seriously, I want to dedicate it to FaithXOXOXO for being the first person to add Wolfblood to their reading list! Woohoo! Even my best friend hasn't done that yet :'(

Well go on with your lives and enjoy them! I'll update on either Friday or Saturday so stay tuned!

~random person OUT!