Wendy and Peter sat on a small hard couch in the secretary's office connecting to the Head Master's office. The secretary had gone into the teacher's lounge, so Wendy used this time to talk to Peter.
Wendy moved her hand over Peter's and clutched it tightly, then she lifted it into the air and said, "Look Peter, the Headmaster is going to ask what we did and then ask why, try to not seem strange. The Headmaster does not believe in magic."
Peter looked confused. Wendy sighed and looked at Peter longingly then said, "He does not believe in Mermaids, flying, Never Land and far…," Peter snapped his hand on Wendy's mouth.
"Don't say it," Peter said sternly.
Wendy looked so sad and innocent that Peter softened his gaze and smiled. Just then the Head Master stepped out of his office and motioned Peter and Wendy to follow him into his office. "Now I have been informed that there was a sword fight between the two of you," said the Head Master said, his tone kindly, yet stern. "Is that true Ms. Wendy?" said the Headmaster glaring at her.
"Yes Mr. Troffolian," (the Headmasters last name) said Wendy.
"I am disappointed in you Wendy," "Your records are clear, yet I must make a large mark on your permanent record for this," said Mr. Troffolian. "As for you Mr. Peter you are a new student, I understand from what the Darlings told me that you were adopted from Africa. In Africa maybe sword fights are allowed in school, but let me assure you that they are not allowed here. I am letting you off the hook, with a quick call home to tell Mr. and Mrs. Darling what you have done. As for you Wendy you should know the rules. We are going to go fish out your record, mark it, send it home with you to show your parents, and you will not come back to school until Thursday."
Wendy and Mr. Troffolian walked off together to find the record. Once Mr. Troffolian found it he said something very quietly to Wendy. "Wendy, I thought you would be a good influence on Peter if I put you two in the same classroom. That was obviously a bad idea, so I am moving Peter to a new classroom with a stricter teacher. Maybe that will teach him some good behavior."
Wendy stared into Mr.Troffolian's eyes, then she snatched her record, and ran out of the school crying. When Mr. Troffolian walked back into his office, Peter was gone too.