KATRINA: I’m in the lounge. I’ll wait for you.
ME: Okay. Wish me luck.
KATRINA: You’ll be fine. She loves you.
I appreciate the support, but Katrina’s words don’t comfort me. I know I’m in big trouble. I put my phone away and dry my clammy hands on my skirt before walking into the receptionarea of the principal’s office. Mathilda, Principal Prescott’s PA, isn’t at her desk, which surprises me. Maybe she’s in a meeting with the principal.
Hell. What do I do now?Maybe I should call the principal to let her know I’m here. In hindsight, I should have let her know I was on my way. Today has been a dumpster fire, and I can’t think straight.
While I’m pacing and debating what to do, the door to her office opens and Mathilda walks out. “Oh, you’re here.”
“Yeah, I just got back from the police station.”
“Is that June?” Principal Prescott asks from inside.
“Yes, ma’am,” Mathilda replies.
“Let her in.”
I take a deep breath before I walk into her office, and my nervousness only increases when I see the grave expression on Principal Prescott’s face. My heart is stuck in my throat as I take a seat.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
“Y-yes, at least I think I am.”
It all depends on whether you’re firing me today or not.
“What happened to Jake?”
“Nothing. Bill didn’t press charges.” I lick my dry lips.
Her brows arch. “Areyougoing to press charges against your ex?”
It didn’t cross my mind to do that, especially after Bill told me why he was after me in the first place. I shake my head. “No.”
“Really? Wasn’t he stalking you?”
“Sort of, but I don’t think I have to worry about that anymore.”
Principal Prescott smirks, surprising me. “Not after he got his ass kicked by Jake Phillips.”
That’s not it, but I can’t tell the principal why Bill will leave me alone now. “Uh... I guess.”
She becomes serious again, and her brows almost meet in the middle. “I’m glad your boyfriend was there to protect you, but you know we don’t tolerate any type of violence on the premises.”
“I know, and I’m very sorry it happened.”
“I am too. I spent the rest of my day dealing with the board and answering to concerned parents.”
“Am I getting fired?” I blurt out.
Her eyes widen. “Why would I fire you over this incident? You didn’t punch your ex.”
“No, but my boyfriend did.”
“You’re lucky that your boyfriend happens to be Jake Phillips, who already made a considerable donation to the school. That went a long way to appease the board.”
“He did? When did that happen?”