grandparents out of that haunted place that people make fun of. Have a few friends or even a boyfriend. They all look at me in amusement and use my life as their daily entertainment. They never stop to think about how sad and lonely my life is."
"Woof." Cyrus began to rub her head against my stomach and jumped in place to try and comfort me.
I smiled, even with my trembling lips, and scooped her up.
"This little girl came out of the blue a few days ago. I bet nature felt pity and sent me a loving wolf puppy who would comfort me when I'm sad. Can't nature help me out with my school troubles? Maybe I can beg my grandparents to stop forcing me to go to school and acting like I'm some normal girl, like everyone else."
Staring back at Principal Clover, I smiled.
"Can you just be truthful to my grandparents and say it as it is? Tell them that home school would be the best option. They're the only ones who won't listen. My dad approves of it, but his say doesn't count because he's an alcoholic. The legal system put my grandparents in charge and as much as I love and want the best for them for raising me when my dad couldn't, I can't fulfill whatever standards they want me to reach. I can't ignore this anymore, or...it'll lead me on a path that I don't want to walk on."
I pressed Cyrus to my cheek. She whimpered quietly while I tried to rub away my tears that streamed down my right cheek. I hugged her to my chest and lowered my head.
"Alice. Can I-"
"I already know what you're going to ask and it's a yes." I didn't want to go into that dark corner, knowing very well where the discussion would end up leading.
Mental institution? Constant observation. That would be more of a pain in my ass than anything.
"I don't know if it’s because you're a female principal or simply the comforting aura you give off, but I'd never show this much vulnerability to anyone else but my dad. Even my grandparents haven't seen me shed a tear for years. I'm willing to share this with you because I know my grandma respects you. Out of all the principals and school administrators, you're the one voice that will get through to her. I can't handle this up and down lifestyle for another two years. I don't think I can handle one more school transfer. If my grandparents want the best for me and whatever future I supposedly have, they will listen to you this one time and get me out of my misery."
Professor Clover nodded her head and took a long look into my eyes. I wasn't intimidated by her stare, knowing well that this was her way of making sure I was serious and not messing around with her.
"I understand. I'll have a talk with your grandparents. It'll be hard to convince Violet, but I will do my best." She bowed her head slightly.
I nodded my head but didn't keep my hopes up. Others had told my grandmother to give up and offered homeschool as an option instead, but she never once had she taken them seriously.
Would this finally be the moment she caved and let me do what I know is best for me?
"Your grandparents should be here soon. Why don't you rest?" Principal Clover suggested.
"I...don't know if I'm sleepy anymore," I admitted. Cyrus curled up in my lap and was sleeping in seconds.
Must be nice.
Principal Clover smiled and rose from her stool. "Why don't I darken the room for a bit and close the curtains a tad more? May still be windy without the glass, but it'll help shed the sunlight," she offered.
"Sure?" I wasn't sure what else I could say. Personally, I didn't see how closing the curtains or dimming the lights were going to help me go back to sleep, but if it made her happy, sure.
Resting against the pillows, I watched her dim the lights and I looked around the single bedroom that was sectioned off of the nurse's office.
It was a weird setup, different than other nurse's offices I'd seen. Usually, it was one large room with multiple beds and a desk or office space for the nurses.
In here, it was a mix of open beds and five rooms that were deeper in the room. Unsure which room I occupied, I assumed it was the last one. If anyone had