A/N – I felt bad for not actually putting up another chapter, I'm still at a loss as to what should happen next, but here's one featuring the walk, and visit, to the principal's office.

Chapter 3

The Principal

Hmm. This girl, what was her name again? Mary, Marcy, Marie, Marcia, that was it! Marcia doesn't seem to be too intimidated by me. She has some potential to be my friend.

Ginger quickly looked over her silent companion on their long walk to the principal's office.

Hm. White button down shirt. Nice pair of jeans. Comfortable, but boring, shoes. Not bad. She's not bothering me with a load of questions or cowering in my wake, either.

Damn, where is that stupid office? In Maine?

"No, just on the other side of the school," Marcia answered calmly, "And I'd watch my language around the principal."

Apparently Ginger had spoken her last thought. "Right," she replied in a bored voice.

After what seemed like an eternity, they reached the office. Marcia led her inside, where the secretary looked up.

"Miss Owens, what are you doing here?" the older woman, who wore too much make-up for Ginger's taste, asked.

"Mrs. Barnes asked me to show our new student, Ginger Price, to the office," was her simple response.

The secretary smiled at the girl, and sent her back to class. She told Ginger to sit down as the principal was in a meeting for the next few minutes.

Man, I'm bored. What a boring office. No decoration or anything. Blah, blah, blah. I wonder how long this is going to take.

After approximately thirty seconds of waiting, she started tapping her fingers. The secretary glanced at her, annoyed, and coughed. Ginger ignored her and continued tapping.

Finally, after ten minutes of waiting, the principal walked into the room. The secretary let out an audible sigh of relief.

The man gave a chuckle, and said, "Rough day so far, Mrs. Addams?"

"There is a Miss Ginger Price waiting to see you. Mrs. Barnes sent her down."

He looked over at Ginger, smiled warmly, and asked her to accompany him to his office.

Once they were both settled, he asked her why she was sent to him.

"Well, the teacher asked me to introduce myself, and I did," she replied.

With a raised eyebrow, he asked her to elaborate.

"Well, I might have mentioned the fact that I didn't want to move in the first place and that I am practically a genius."

The principal knew there was more to the story, and gave her the I-know-there's-more look, but was surprised when she stared right back.

After a minute or two, he gave up the stare, and said, "Why don't you tell me what else you said, because we both know that's not why you're here."

Ginger gave a big, theatrical sigh and told him, "Well, I may, or may not, have mentioned something about the class, oh, I don't know, looking and smelling like monkeys?"

"Is that all?" he asked her. She simply replied, "Yes."

The principal sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose saying, "You may go back to class now."

Ginger grinned, and said, "Aww, and I was having so much fun," before leaving.

After making a quick call to Ginger's mother, he went to the outer office to grab some coffee.

Glancing at Mrs. Addams, he spoke, "I highly doubt that was the last we'll see of her."