Marria sat beside allor. She laughed at the contrast between them. She smiled at her step daughter. After everything they had been through she had gotten to know Allor better. Although Al seemed like a shallow skater that would never amount to she was quite different then what she let on. Marria knew Al was a straight A student, but never imagined the deep conversations they had last night could take place, but they did.
Allor looked up. She sat forward bent at the hips. She was very nervous despite her outward appearance. Would she be expelled? She hoped not, yet if she was derek could drop out like he wanted and not feel bad about leaving her alone.
Mr. Hamilton bit his lower lip, he told Marria what happened, "I know it is hard to hear this especially because Allor is an excellent student and has had a good upbringing judging from your presence, but I am going to have to take serious action, we have no tolerance for your daughters behavior, I am sorry, but we are going to have to expell her, Her excellent grades however, will make the transition to another school very easy"
Marria nodded. "That's okay, Mr. Hamilton. I didn't care too much for your school. No offense, they're are too many clicks, and for someone like Al, that's hard. See, Allor is speecial. She can't fit into any one little clique. She's smart, independent, and if you don't mind me saying so aove this school. But what I don't get is how can my daughter set someone's hair on fire if she has no matches and a lighter? I'm not trying to fight your judgement, mind you. Just wondering" She asked.
Allor tried to hide her obvious glee from what Marria had just said.
"Ms. Antidosttir All high school have cliques, All of them and as for my judgement There were several witnesses who saw Allor light her hair on fire, and Deborah the young lady with the lit hair said it was your daughter" Mr Hamilton said cooly, "Another thing I spoke with ms. Deborah and asked her what reason she gave to Allor for lighting her hair, and she told me because she called her a dyke. I am aware that what deborah said wasnt nice, but Allor should have came to me and we would have handled this solution in an undangerous manner, if you will"
Marria laughed out loud when he called her Ms. Anttisdottir. Standing she sighed. "Mr. Hamilton, no offense, but your are obviously ignorant in the culture of the Islandic people. My last name is not Anttisdottir, so please don't jump to conclusions. Allor's biological father WAS Antti and he kept his heritage tradition but I think you should read up on that. And as for calling my daughter a dyke, that's just lemon in the tea. My last name is Ellingsen (real person BTW). And I will just take my daughter home now, if that's okay, oh and if Ms. Deborah's parents decide to press charges, just tell them that their daughter is a wuss and should growup themselves."
"Uh huh, sure whatever. Hope you blow"
"Al, wait 'til i'm out of the room!" Marria said giving Allor a knowing smile.
"Sorry, Mr. Hamilton, but that perkiness of yours is so f*ckin' fake a two year old would hide from ya." She said before walking out of the room.
Marria laughed and shook her head. She walked up to Ms. james. "Here for Al's papers so she can leave this rat's nest woops that's a curse to rats." she said laughing even harder.
"Wow, so organized, hope that didn't hurt your brain." Allor comment not caring.
"Al, please." Marria said taking the folders. "Thank you, Ma'am." she looked at Allor. "Better go tell your friends bye. Try not to beat anyone up though. At least leave that girl alone."
Allor nodded and ran off. After a few minutes she found Seth, Katherine, and Derek. "I'm expelled." she said. She then tstood on a table yelled. "You here that f*ckers. I'm gone. cya sucka later. hope you give lotsa blow jobs Debie-poo." With that she jumped down grabbing Krysten and Jorgen's hand she began to spin around.