Hunted By The Silence

❀Part 19 ❀

❀𝒮𝓎𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝒫𝒪𝒱 ❀

I walked to the front of the school, my bag over one shoulder. No one was paying me any mind. I made my way to my first class, which was  history. I was so early; I just wanted to sit in an empty classroom with my thoughts. I opened the door to find.

 Mr. Fine and Principal Davis talking. They both turned around to look at me as I gulped at the sight of them .

The principal stood there looking at me. I kept looking around the room to break eye contact. We stood there in loud silence. It was awkward

The principal had a blank expression on his face, which I just wanted to draw an emotion from.

 "Sydney! It's great to see you." He paused, glancing briefly at Mr. Fine. "Can you give us a moment?" His attention shifted back to me almost instantly.

Mr. Fine gave a brief nod. "Sure thing. I need to grab some coffee." He patted his pants, then pulled out his wallet before heading for the door.

The principal stood  there looking at me.

I kept looking around the room. To break eye contact. We stood there in loud silence it was awkward .

 The principal was wearing a stone-faced expression, which I just wanted to draw a emotion from.

"How are you, Sydney?"

I took a gulp. "I'm good. Thank you for asking."

The principal maintained his  flat toned voiced.

 "Yeah, I was worried.  I hope your friend told you I was looking for you." He gripped the folder in  his hands tightly.

A smile grew on my face. "Yeah, Violet told me." I suddenly felt at ease. 

"So does this mean we cool?" I pointed back and forth between us.

The principle tilted his head, a dark smile grew on his face he started to murmur, "The reason why I asked...is because I found it funny. You haven't come back to school after that accident."

My eyes widen in shock. I took a step back from him slowly.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "What's so funny? This is my real life. That was someone I knew. What are you implying?" I blurted out.

"I'm not implying a thing?" Why you so defensive?" The principal continued. "You have no one to blame your absence on but yourself." A twisted, one-sided smirk grew on his face.

I bit my lip at his choice of words because those were my words when we spoke in his office.

"I had an idea that you were behind the Candy accident," he pointed his pencil at me. "But after that reaction... I don't know how or why" He  slowly nodding his head. "But I will stop at nothing to figure it out"

I rolled my eyes. "You don't need my permission to waste your time." I tucked my hair behind my ear. "If you want to crash out because of a' little misunderstanding'... go nuts." I did sarcastic air quotes with my hands.

"A little misunderstanding?" His eyebrows knitted together. "You threatened me. Where I'm from, that does not fly...Every time we see each other, it's going to be a problem." The principle warned me.

"Good luck, it's like  feeling in the dark." I turned around to walk to my desk. I looked back at him from my seat. He had his eyes locked on me. Then Branson walked into the room.