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From: The Wildchilde
She sulked slightly as the headmaster walked back and forth in front of her with a practiced click to his shoes. It had been a couple of weeks since she had been to classes, and she was not about to tell the headmaster of UNT that she couldn not attend because she had been buried six feet under. She put on her best little girl look and stuck out her lower lip slightly as the middle- aged man turned to her with a critical look in his eyes.
"Well, Sally? What explanation can you possibly provide for this? You have always been a remarkable, if not focused student, you've stayed out of trouble, and your grades have been impeccable. What reason could one of our finest budding scholars pose for missing her midterm exams in all her classes?"
It was amazing how much he still intimidated her after all these years, like the principal in elementary school. She looked up with a pouty frown and said, "It was like I said...a family emergency. I couldn't make it to class and had to leave at the last moment for New Orleans. I didn't bring enough money to call anyone from there and none of the phones had long distance." It was a pathetic excuse, but the only one that covered most of the bases. Judging the reaction of the headmaster, she knew it was not enough.
"Sally Fontenot...you know I was a friend of your father's, and I would like to consider myself yours as well. You will, however need to make up all your work AND keep in direct contact with me. As none of your classes enforced a particularly strict attendance policy, I can afford to be lenient. I'll discuss makeup exams with them, to be completed when they deem it appropriate. Understood?" The headmaster smiled slightly, knowing that he was doing a major favor for her...even a friend of the family should not be asked to go this far out on a limb, as fer father would no doubt have said. He did, however, agree. If Sally had been mortal, she would have sighed with relief.
Nodding quickly, the Gangrel stood and shook his hand graciously, knowing that office hours for her current teachers were at night...it would be no trouble at all for her to take the exams and catch up in her courseload. "Thank you, sir...you don't know how much this means to me!" she babbled.
The conversation turned to the more mundane matters that friends always discussed, until the evening drained away to night and they paused for wellwishing before the Kindred returned home, thankful of the fact that her enrollment had been preserved.
It was nice to feel she still had mortal friends.