Alice’s POV:
“Alice Lee to the principal office. Alice Lee,” the voice echoed throughout the school.
I dropped the pencil in my hand and wondered what I did wrong.
I’ve been behaving-ish for the last 24 hours.
I gathered my stuff and walked down the brightly lit hallway filled with gold trophies and medals.
My legs halted when I saw a photo of five hanging inside the glass cabinet. They were smiling brightly, arms over each other’s shoulders, and I realized that two of them looked very familiar.
It was Mr.Davenson and Mr.Hanson, the two top competitors in the educational world, or so it may seem.
“Looks familiar, huh?” A voice spoke.
I whip around to see Emerson with a grin. He swirled around me and pointed a thumb at the photo. “That’s my old pop.”
I nodded, “Who’s the others
