Not in the mood

Amelia Forbes

I sat outside the principal's office waiting for my turn to go in. I'd only ever been here once in my entire life. And that was when I'd been summoned to inform me of a scholarship I was eligible for.

And now I was here again. Summoned my Mr Redmey-my English teacher. I didn't know what to expect so I waited.

I just wanted everything to move by quickly so I could go. I let out a breath, slumping deeper into the very uncomfortable lobby chair.

After a while of waiting, the office assistant walked out the door, her eyes roaming. There were about six students here-including me.

She paused to put on her glasses. "Amelia Forbes?" She asked, twirling a pen in her hand.

Slowly, I got to my feet. "That's me," I said, desperate for everything to be all over. This was not where I wanted to spend the rest of my day.