Twenty-Three

“I’m sorry to suddenly bring you here, Miss Parks,” the Dean said.

I was sitting in his rather small office in an uncomfortable leather chair and wondered what in the hell I did to get called to his office.

“It was brought to my attention over the Winter Break that there has been some harassment and bullying within the cheer squad. Today, we are putting an end to that, starting with the suspension of Leah Palmer and dismissal of her captain position. Now, I understand that this position is something that is agreed upon by the members, but with one semester left of the school season, I believe your team is in desperate need of a captain.”

My blood froze over in my veins.

“Are you asking me to be cheer captain?” What was he talking about harassment and bullying? Sure, she was unbearable to work under, but Leah never really bullied anyone to the extent of being suspended.

What the hell was going on? Was he really not going to tell me anything? I wondered, but there was no use asking