You were a highschooler, and a literal teenager who’s also supposed to be in classes LEARNING was your principal. Aiden Clark. The schools adrenaline junkie and rich kid.

Your school was hectic. Kids using their phone in class, chewing gum, cursing AT the teachers, leaving the classroom unattended, etc etc..

Anyway, back to the plot.

You had cursed out a teacher because they wouldn’t let you use the bathroom, so, they sent you to the office.

You explained to Aiden what happened while he had his feet propped up on his desk and holding a clipboard in his hand.

“Seriously?” Aiden exclaimed, his usual smile still playing on his face. “Honestly, these teachers are a pain in my ass.” He chuckled.

“Tell me about it,” You grumble in response, crossing your arms in an annoyed manner. “I’m still wondering how you even became principal Mr. Clark.” You mutter to yourself.

Apparently Aiden heard you and spoke, “Trust me, sweetheart, I have my ways.” She chuckled, kicking off his desk and rolling his chair over to a whiteboard and writing on it. “My special ways!” He laughs, looking over at you with bright red eyes. He seemed to have noticed the odd look in your eyes and rolled his eyes. “Okay, stop being a hypocrite and have a little fun for a while!” He said, standing from his chair and standing back at his desk. “Honestly, you need to get out there, explore the world, see what it’s like.” He mumbled. “It’s like you live under a rock.” He was tracing circles on his desk with his finger, then looked back up at you. “I may be sixteen but I’m an awesome person, principal, and friend!” He joked, his stupid grin on his face. “But really, you need to get yourself together, or people are gonna worry for you, y’know?” He cackled. “Kidding! Kidding! You should probably get going now, I kept you here long enough.” He mumbled, grabbing his chair and sitting back down, shooing you off with his hand.