New chapter!!!
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Three months later
Dinah was sitting in her class when a call came from the intercom. It was the principles secretary, "Dinah Lance, Dinah Lance please come to the main desk, your father is here to pick you up."
Dinah and her English teacher, Barbara Gordon, met eyes. "Miss. Lance, I better escort you to the desk. Remy?" Barbara asked a tall blond boy, "will you tell Mr. Finch I'm taking a student to the Desk?"
"Yes. Miss. Gordon." The boy said.
As soon as the two were in the hall Dinah squeezed her hawk necklace, "Huntress, we have a problem."
"Oh, hell," was the elegant reply. "What now?"
"Gee, thanks for sounding sooo concerned, but my father's hear to pick me up from school." Dinah said rolling her eyes.
"Your father, huh? I thought you said you didn't know-" there was a short pause, then, "Oh, Hell!"
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Just when things start too look up she pulls something like that! Why her? Why me?!?
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