Knock-knock-knock

“Come in,” Stephanie answered, sitting on her desk. She had just finished a skype meeting with one of the new board members discussing the new changes she implemented. Oh, the busy life of a principal.

“Come in,” she answered and then Deera entered, her hands trembling as if she had something in her mind she was scared of saying.

“Yes Deera, why are you here?”

“The girl y-you locked up ma’am; her friends keep coming to ask about her.”

“What friends?”

“I don’t know their names ma’am but I guess it should be her classmates or her roommates, but many of them have been coming.”

“And what did they...