Jane walks out of Principal Grecco’s office and makes her way to the stables, her place to think and be alone but Mya goes after her, “I think it best we leave for a couple of days so that you can mourn and attend your patents funeral.”
“Please let me be,” Jane says with a stern voice.
Mya stops walking and watches Jane for a bit, not sure what to do. Principal Grecco catches up with Mya, followed by Mrs. Renaldi.
“Should I arrange for someone to pack her bags? Does she have a trust fund that will cover her school fees?” Principal Grecco asks.
“Are you for real right now?” Mrs. Renaldi asked shocked.
“Yes, I am. This is a business and a school not a charity organization or an orphanage,” Mrs. Grecco says, cold hardly.
“As far as I know Jane’s parents donated ten years’ worth of scho
