When we got to the principal’s office, he was in a meeting with someone, and so we had to wait by the door till he was done.
We knew because we saw from the small opening or rather crack in the window blinds that Mr Lethon wasn’t alone. And so, we waited. We waited for about fifteen minutes before the door opened and Prof. Bulock stepped out of the office.
When he saw I and Levina, a still milk-soaked Levina, he piqued his eyebrows, keeping his steely gaze on me. "What did you do to sweet Levina? What did you do this time around?"
I snorted. "Does it look like I did anything to her? If your mind was free from prejudice as it should be, you would have noticed that. You would have noticed too, that I was her ally and not a foe. So much for the magic you claim to have for observation. Now, if you will excuse us, Prof Bulock, we have to see Mr Lethon." I said, as he was standing right at the entrance, his hand clutching the knob tight.
He was lucky that I had held back my tongue from putting the emphasis on the right syllable in his name that would highlight a castrated cow. I wondered what he would do if I ever made that mistake? I would probably be expelled.
"Prof Bulock, what’s the matter? Who are the students? Let them in.."
I smirked, my mind though pondering on why Bulock was here. Could he be discussing me, the troublesome student, to Levina’s father? No way. The world doesn’t revolve around me.
Prof Bulock shifted away from the door, and watched with cold eyes as I and Levina walked through the door into her father’s office. Levina never spoke a word to him, or even looked at him. I don’t think she did. All her entire focus had been on her father, and what his reaction would be.
When I saw the anger darts on Mr Lethon’s face before we spoke, just as he caught sight of the milk on her face, I understood her concern for her father’s reaction. The ground beneath us was shaking as if earthquakes were about to happen, the door behind us shut on its hinges before Professor Bulock could step back inside.
When I had turned in panic, a few seconds ago, I had already seen his eyes widening in incredulity, before the door had shut. There was a barricade of knocks on the door after that, but it was a futile attempt. I was trapped in here, and until Mr Lethon calmed down from his rage, we were going nowhere.
Please, Levina, have some way to calm him. I prayed, not wanting to be an escape goat.
"Dad, calm down!" Levina screamed the next minute-after a few trials at using a soft voice-at a Mr Lethon who was still as a statue, whose eyes had never left the milk on his daughter’s head.
Just how powerful was this man?
He was commanding such energy without moving? What happens then if he finally moves?
I touched my head, feeling a bit overwhelmed when I remembered that the Queen’s power was at least thirty times that of the normal people in the community. And when I mean normal, I meant the grade of Mr Lethon. Why would someone be bestowed with such power? How had he grown it to such an extent?
I sighed in relief when Mr Lethon finally blinked. It was then he actually noticed my presence. "Dora...what happened?"
I told him then of the scenario I had witnessed when I and Sinclair had stepped into the cafeteria.
The ground that had stopped shaking started again, and I had to hold the table, to take the story to the finish line. Levina smartly walked up to her father, and placed her hand on his which were clenched into fists on the table; as if to tell her to calm down.
When I was done, I turned away from the principal because a tear of anger had just slipped out from his eyes. He hugged his daughter then to himself, having heard from me, her reason for not reporting the issue, not minding the milk that was sprayed on her body. Milk that now contacted his dark blue suit and silk red striped tie.
I could hear the sniffs from my new position, from the position I had taken to let the man have some kind of privacy for his emotional let down. I felt my eyes wetting.
"Levina, do you think that my work is more important to me, than you??"
Levina gave no response.
Mr Lethon smoothed her hair with his hand, murmuring some words I knew weren’t English.
I risked a peep then, my mouth falling open when I saw that the milk drippings on both Levina and Mr Lethon were gone now. Their clothes were as good as new.
Magic? This was getting interesting. And I loved interesting. I needed to learn this, at all cost.
"Dora, thank you so much, for helping my daughter, for standing up for her, for doing me this favor. How do I appreciate you?"
I shrugged my shoulders, biting my tongue back from telling him to cancel the detention that Prof Bulock had imposed on me. Doing that wasn’t right. Naomi hadn’t demanded some kind of payment for helping me. I should do the same. I could do detention. I have done it plenty of times back in the pack. Today’s own will be just like them.
"Nothing, Mr Principal...."
Mr. Lethon chuckled now, his daughter still in his arms.
"That’s what friends do for each other." I saw the widening of Levina’s eyes in surprise and then the gratefulness and happiness that shone in them was enough reward for me.
Mr Lethon nodded at me with a smile.
"What are you going to do now?" I asked.
The smile dried up on the principal’s lips. "Well, they won’t be going scot free. I will make sure that everyone who has been aware of this insolence will be punished, no matter the status of the person. As a matter of fact, I will be going to meet the Queen with Levina now."
I didn’t know how he would do that, find anyone that had been involved in this, but I knew now that everything could be possible with magic. Especially if the Queen is involved. Especially if she chooses to be fair. For more chapters visıt ⓝovelFire.net