RINA scuttled along the lobby leading to the principal's office, her heartbeat increasing with a second as she went. Not because she was guilty or something but because she was afraid the principal was about to withdraw her assistance… but why should she?
She shrugged.
Few seconds later, she was at the front of the principal's office, Principal; Mrs Anika, was boldly written on it.
She raised her right hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in," a voice answered, and no mistaking, it was Mrs Anika's.
Rina breathed out and opened the door, then entered. She saw her swivelling on her seat, her eyes intently fixed on the papers she was writing on.
She studied her, for a woman in her mid fifties, she was still looking beautiful… as always. Slim built and averaged height, looking like she wa
