"You're going with Trevor?"

Diana nodded. "I was going to say no, but I guess he thought I said yes."

"Thought?"

She shrugged. "Oh well, it'll satisfy a little of my curiosity. And aren't you going?"

"Diana, Shayera?" A throat cleared sounded from the front. Mr. Kent adjusted his glasses. "Would you both pay attention please?"

Several heads turned toward them. Just then the class door banged open. The principal rushed in. With only a nod of acknowledgement, Principal Luthor streamed out a whispered conversation with the history teacher.

Feeling curiosity tugged at her, Diana leaned forward to get a better hearing. It wasn't of help. The kids in the front probably had the same problem, because they leaned back in their chair in defeat.

Mr. Kent wore a solemn face. His head turned to Diana.

"Miss Prince, would you come with me please?" the principal gruffly commanded.

Sensing something vile, Diana dragged her feet to obey the order.

"Diana," the worried tone apparent in Shayera's voice. Diana tried to give her friend a reassurance and followed the principal out the door.