Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, but I surely do own the plot of this story. This story has been on my mind ever since I watched an anime where a little school girl crushes on her Sensei...who is twice or tripple her age. Lol


Chapter one: Moving on up

A soft sigh surpassed the plump lips of a dark-haired girl, who sat on a chair beside the principal's office. The young woman wondered what she had done to land herself in this predicament. Her full bottom lip quivered when she thought of her undeserved punishment.

"What did I do?" she thought, her tiny hands nervously toying with the lose string of her plaid school skirt. "I'm always well behaved..."

She blinked away a couple of tears at the thought of her parents ever finding out about her current situation.

"Daddy's going to kill me!"

Her frail shoulders slumped over, letting a few tears splatter on the cottony fabric of her knee high socks. She felt a small tug at her tender heart and her bright green eyes widened in horror.

"He's gonna take away my puppy!" She began to tremble uncontrollably in her chair, her tears falling freely down her flushed cheeks. "My poor baby!"

"Miss Brandon?"

Her thumping heart caught up in her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe as soon as the school's secretary called out her name.

The girl's frightened green orbs locked with the old woman's blues.

"Principal Whitlock wants to see you now, dear." The old woman smiled kindly at the scared young girl, whose quivering lips forced themselves into a small smile as she stumbled out of her chair. With shaky legs and trembling hands, the young school girl braced herself for the worst that's about to happen.

"Well, well, well." taunted the bearded man behind the wooden desk just after his icy blue eyes landed on the striking young woman who quietly took her seat in front of him. "If it isn't Little Miss Brandon?"

The girl gulped in fear and then nodded her head in shame, her eyes watering yet again.

"What have you done this time, you troublemaker?" the man teased.

The dark-haired girl gapped at the principal in utter disbelief. Never in her life had she been in trouble...let alone sent into the principal's office for no apparent reason. She'll never forget the scorching humiliation she faced once her professor called her out right in front of her classmates. God it was so embarrassing feeling their eyes on her as she left her geometry class like she was some sort of a freak.

Her thoughts were disturbed by a raspy but hearty chuckle, and soon her innocent eyes stared at the principal in astonishment. His thin lips were curved into a smitten smile below his blondish-brown mustache.

"I'm just pullin' your leg there, little darlin!" he chuckled, pulling out a beige folder from his desk drawer. "I know you're clean as a whistle."

The young girl let out a breath of relief but then her long delicate brows pulled together in confusion. Why was she called to him in the first place if he admitted she'd done nothing wrong?

"Mr. Whitlock?" squeaked the confused girl, her large green eyes focused on the principal, who opened the folder which contained a very important paper inside of it.

He grunted, letting her know that she's got his attention as his eyes looked through the tiny black words written on the paper.

"W-why am I h-here?" she stuttered, her gut wrenching anxiously for the answer.

By the grin lurking on the man's tanned face, the girl bit her bottom lip nervously, her mind wondering if she had done something wrong without her knowing.

"By the looks of your records, Miss Brandon-can I please call you Mary instead?" he suddenly asked once he looked up from the folder to the fidgety school girl in front of him.

"You may..." answered the timid girl but then as if something stung her, she promptly added, "I prefer Alice! Not Mary!"

Realizing how rude it was to yell out like that, especially to an authority figure, Alice's wet cheeks turned to a delicate shade of pink.

"I'm very sorry." she said softly, deciding that it may be best she deserved a good lashing on the hands. "I just don't like my first name... I'm sorry...I'll be quiet...Am I in trouble now?"

Alice bit her lip again to prevent more future ramblings as the delicate pinks on her cheeks deepened to a tinging scarlet color.

"Relax, m'dear Alice." laughed Principal Whitlock, the smile reaching the bright blues of his eyes. "It's mighty fine! Don't you worry much about it."

Alice gave him a bashful smile and tried to control the slight trembles and shakes that her tiny body was giving off. She was so nervous that her sweaty palms were drenching the bottom of her plaid skirt.

"As I was sayin'..." said the principal, his eyes lowering back onto the paper in his big hands. "It says here you're a terribly bright girl there, Alice." He nodded to himself while skimming through the paper. "Your grades are above average...pretty much higher than all the eleventh graders in all of your classes. Very nice, darlin'. Quite a mind you got there, suga."

"Thank you so much, sir." responded the shy girl, who ducked her head, allowing her long raven hair to drape over her shoulders like a satin curtain, mainly to hide the striking red blush tainting her fair cheeks.

She didn't want to brag, but she was proud with her academic performances. It's a good thing her parents were both strict lawyers, who only want the best for her and her little sister.

"You know, Miss Alice?" he went on, his smile as proud as the Southern twinkle in his eyes when he placed the paper back inside the beige folder. "Your professors and I have agreed that you certainly don't belong where you are right now..."

Alice's head whipped up in alarm, her heart beating fast like a drum.

"W-what?" she stammered, her eyes wide as she stared at him in horror. "Did I do something wrong? Am I expelled?" Her eyes stung with fresh tears. "P-please d-don't expel me... my daddy will take away my puppy..."

"Hold on there, suga!" boomed the slightly amused principal, holding his hand out in assurance. "I ain't gonna expel ya. Heaven's no!"

Alice sniffed and retained her gasping sobs as she gapped at the man behind the desk.

"I've decided you move to the next grade, suga."

Alice suddenly felt light-headed. What did he just say?

"W-what?" piped up Alice, her green eyes bulging out from their sockets. "What do you mean?"

The principal laughed at the student's shocked expression. It was priceless.

"You got yourself a ticket to the twelfth grade, little lady." he rephrased his words from earlier, hoping that will sink into her.

"I'm not a Junior anymore?" she asked, her heart thumping so fast that she might die from an attack in less than a minute. "Are you sure, Mr. Whitlock?"

He laughed again. "Of course I'm sure, Miss Alice."

Alice bit hard on her bottom lip from emitting the world's most annoyingly shrill giggles of excitement. Instead of doing so, Alice happily bounced in her seat, her eyes lighting up with so much joy and laughter.

The beaming Principal Whitlock pulled out a yellow slip from his drawer along with some sticky notes. After scribbling something on it, he whisked the note away from the rest of the stack and placed it in front of the yellow slip.

"Here you are, sweetpea." he extended his arm across his desk so that Alice could take the slip. "Take this to the main office and they'll re-register you to your new classes, okay?"

A pitchy giggle escaped her mouth and a dark blush colored her already red cheeks. This is possibly the best thing that's ever happened to her...well, second best, when her parents rewarded her with a light brown and white Cavachon puppy for winning first place in an essay contest.

"Off you go, Miss Alice!" said the principal, who still wore a huge smile. "And good luck to ya!"

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" tittered Alice as she jumped to her feet and skipped her way out of Principal Whitlock's office.

"I guess I get to keep my puppy after all!" she sang to herself, once her parent's happy faces popped in her head as she gleefully trotted off to the main office.


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