Principal harwoods

Well she made it. The ride was a bit longer than she thought it should be but . As promised after school hours walison had made it to the principals designated meeting place. It was a simple house looking well kept teal paint with blue trim. The front door was left natural wood looking . Walison knocked using the brass knocker.

Mr harwood let her in quickly "couldn't drive here"

"You should try driving with short legs i dont know how woman mange anything sometimes. "

Walison turned to face the mountain of many before her and put her finger on the fit chest. "You just going to stare? "