For a moment I felt as thought he was going to kiss me. My lips tingled, but then he pulled back, and suggested we 'get it over with'. He meant the meeting of course. I wanted him to mean he should kiss me now. But then the sensible part of me, a part of me I often referred to as another person entirely, told me that he wasn't just the kind guy I was used to. I didn't really know him, and I didn't trust anyone I didn't know. No matter how good looking and absoloutely incredible they are.
We entered the principal's office and sat down, both staring at him with a gaze of distrust and expectancy. He was the first to speak.
"Miss Faith. Who is this man?"
"Evan Wink sir. We met when I enrolled my sister."
"Miss Dilila Wink?"
"So if this girl is not your sister, why are you here?"
"She needs support from someone when being accused of things she had no part in."
"Really?" The principal seemed to be astounded, although not offended- he seemed in fact to be impressed with Evan's maturity. "Have either of you got any evidence to say that Miss Faith was not th eone who defaced school property?"
"Well for a start, I never even do gym!" I exploded, a little upset that this had been overlooked.
"That only shows to me that you dislike gym,something which would suggest to me a motive for vandalising the gymnasium."
"It's not that I don't like gym, I just can't do it. I think we talked about the situation sir..."
"Yes yes, your eczema."
"Well I always do study instead of gym, but that doesn't mean I have anything against the institution."
"No it doesn't. But since there have been several students who have come forward and said they'd heard that you had been the one that did it, itneeds a full investigation, I'm sure you understand."
"I'm not sure I do." Evan, who had been sitting calmly in a thoughtful pose, returned to the conversation. "I don't suppose my sister was one of the students who told you they had heard this rumour...?"
"I'm afraid this is confidential Mr Wink."
"Not when it involves my sister."
The principal deliberated.
"No, your sister was not one of those who complained."
"Thank you." Evan sat back again.
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked, looking at the principal. "Am I going to get charged with this? I had nothing to do with it! Surely you have CCTV?"
"Not in the gym."
"But surely there is footage of the outside? Of the corridor that leads to it? If you watch that you'll know I was never near the gym..."
"The police are watching as we speak Miss Faith."
"Well there we go then! It wasn't me, and there will be no me on the security tapes either."
"It seems the matter is settled." Evan added. "I'm sure Miss Faith can go back to her usual schedule now."
He stood as if to finalize the matter, and I followed his lead. The principal, a little lost for words, could only nod, and allow us to leave.
"Thank you." I muttered to Evan as he turned to me at the end of the corridor.
"No problem." He pushed a stray strand of hair from my face around my ear, winked, and then left. I stood watching his retreating back, a small smile on my face.