“No, no, not this one. I will be handling any…issues concerning Miss Star from now on,” said Mr Sanderson gently.
“Why?” Asked Miss Ditch blankly.
“The Alpha would prefer it,” said Mr Sanderson.
“The Alpha?!” Asked Miss Ditch.
“Yes, yes, Miss Ditch, go get yourself some breakfast and relax!” Said Mr Sanderson cheerfully.
“I’ve given her a week’s detention for her absenteeism though,” said Miss Ditch.
“Oh! No, no, no. Scratch that!” Said Mr Sanderson, taking the detention slip in her hand and throwing it away.
“Thanks Madison! Tell your Dad the new art studio is just sublime!” He called.
Madison smiled. She strutted off leaving a shocked Miss Ditch.
I had never seen the inside of the principal’s office before. It was spacious. His desk and chair looked so refined. The type of wood
