JUNIPER
“You do realize that if you drop out now, you won’t receive any credits for this semester?” Principal Clandestine asked.
I kept my hands in my lap, remembering the last time I was in this office. It was clear back then that he didn’t like me very much, which was why I was surprised I was able to get an appointment as quickly as I did. I received the notice that the principal would meet me only a few days after I made the request. I was prepared to wait for weeks.
“I just want to take a year off,” I said. “I’m not dropping out.”
Principal Clandestine’s upper lip twitched. “My statement still stands true. You will lose all credit for this semester, and we can’t refund you any of the money you paid for classes, since it’s past the official drop out period.”
I wanted to tell him
