Skylar looked up to to the speaker that was calling her to the office. She was flustered because they said her last name over the intercom, but that wasent the only reason. She was also flustered because she didnt know what she had done wrong. Its true she wasent a perfect child but all she ever did was harmless pranks and schoolyard fights. Her knees were wobbily as she got up from her old wooden desk. The children all snickered and scribbled down awansers to get the work done. She on the other hand would have actually read the material, witch is one thing the teachers like about her. She made her way down the hall praying one of her snarky remarks didnt land her in ISS or suspended. She opened the doors to the office and her counsler was facedeep in paperwork and looked stressed. He hardly noticed she was there. She cleared her throat and he looked up with a much different demeanor. " Oh hey sky..Take a seat. " He was one of her favorite non teachers. She picked the middle squishy chair in front of his desk. " What is this about? am i in trouble again?.." She asked and he scoffed, " No no..Ive called you up here to tell you some news.." She nodded in understanding, " Your dad was shot today and im afraid he is still in surgery.." He sighed and looked at her, " Is ther anyone we can contact...friends...family?" He finished and sat up. Someone was buzzing in and he held his hand up, " excuse me.." he left to go let them in. She sat and thought about it for a moment feeling her walls come down. She couldnt think of one person. But the counsler came back moments later with another man. a man she didnt expect. a man that made her eyes widen. " Do you know this man? " The counsler asked, " He says hes here to pick you up." He explained and looked at them. She nodded and wanted to hug him but was frozen, " Yes..thats John Hamish Watson..My Uncle.."