Alicia, Mask 4: Worries.
April 2, 2013
Alicia stood outside the principal’s door, fidgeting and feeling faint with worry. Kiva had given her a quick smile and then run back to the cafeteria to finish lunch. Not that it would have helped much if she had stayed, for Alicia was too deep in her thoughts for something like that to matter.
Did I do something wrong? she thought frantically. Am I in trouble? I-I don’t think I broke any rules. . . did I break any rules?
She pulled out her student handbook and flipped to the rules page, scanning them.
No, not according to this. . .
A movement caught her eye, and she glanced at the two girls approaching and edged over slightly to give them more room, all without really seeing them.
What if I did something awful without realizing it? she fretted. What if I get expelled?!? What if–
Her thoughts were interrupted when the principal’s secretary opened the door.
“Y-yes, ma’am?” she said.
“Principal Delaney will see you now.”
Alicia gulped, giving her blouse a tug to straighten it, and walked through the door with a growing sense of doom.