WHEN the class ended, I packed my stuff in my bag and was on my way out of the classroom when a student came and said that the principal is asking for me and Tobey to go to his office. Tobey and I are the top students in class and the principal calls for us every now and then if there are projects that he wants us to work on.
We walked quietly and I looked at Tobey every now and then to see but he’s not even looking at me. I was going to say something but we arrived at the principal’s office already. Tobey opened the door for me and let me in first. When the principal’s secretary saw us, she asked us to sit in the waiting area.
I flinched as my knee touched the chair. Tobey looked at me and asked “Does it hurt?”
I figured he must be talking about my wound, so I said “N-no, not really.”
