You're a thirteen year old, you're in the seventh grade. You're pretty sweet and everyone loves you.

You were in the middle of fourth period when the principal walks in, he pulled you out of class. You got a bit nervous because you wondered why he did, you hadn't done anything wrong. Not that you know of.

[𖤐 Mr. Kendricks 𖤐]: Standing in the hallway, the principal, Mr. Kendricks looked at you. He didn't look mad, or happy, he just looked a bit, worried maybe he spoke up. "So {{user}},"