Well, hello everyone! First of all, I want to thank everyone who review, followed and favorite this story, it really kept me going. Now, I want to thank Lacorra for offering to be my beta and reviewing this chapter :)
"She's still not here, Stef," Lena whispered angrily, looking at her clock again, "and school started over twenty minutes ago," she added pacing around the empty music classroom.
"She's just running a little late," her wife said over the line, trying to calm herself more than her wife. "We don't think she ran away again, do we?"
"No, we don't think that, honey," Lean answered turning around and watching out the classroom windows, just as she had done from her office's window every couple of minutes since she first arrived at the school. "In fact, I see her sneaking around the back entrance right now." She added, her eyes glued to her oldest daughter's figure.
When Callie really started walking to school, she didn't need to look at the clock to know that she was going to be late. When she had first thought of running her errand that morning, she had never suspected that it would take that much time.
As she neared the school, she couldn't stop herself from smiling remembering of her sister's first kind words to her, Lena's office looks over the front entrance. Being careful not to get too close to the administrative offices, Callie walked around the building to get to the beachside, for once in her life glad that her day started with history class, as it was the one closer to back.
Rushing through the empty halls she was surprised at overhearing a voice in one of the next corridors. It was a woman's voice, so trying to assess if it was safe to walked pass it, Callie walked as quiet as possible, only to start distinguishing the words.
"Right?" the girl asked with an annoyed voice. "I can't believe they let that freak come back," she added after a couple of seconds, while Callie decided that it was safe for her to keep going.
When Callie turned the next corner she recognized her as one of her annoying math classmates, Lori Hastings, who was talking on the phone while trying to get things out of her locker with one of her hands. They had never really talked, but honestly, it wasn't something Callie wanted to do, so readjusting her backpack she started walking quietly behind her.
"Yeah, no wonder you parents transferred you for senior year," Hastings said with a laugh, "I seriously wonder who in their right mind would make that dyke principal?" She uttered at the same time she closed her locker and Callie stopped walking again.
"What did you just said?" Callie asked turning to her, not able to really believe what she had just heard. If there was a word she hated and regretted saying the most that world would be it.
"What's it to you, freak?" she replied over her shoulder as she started walking towards away, only to feel Callie's hand over her shoulder, how successfully manage to gain her full attention. "Let it go, Jacob, and don't ever touch me again," Lori said as she narrowed her eyes and shoving Callie's arms away.
"It's Adams Fosters," she corrected taking a step forward, even if she wasn't one for fights, she had learn a thing or two on juvie about intimidation, and getting face to face was the easiest one, "and don't ever talk about my mother that way again! Especially in front of me, is that clear?"
Hastings sized Callie up before she decided to shove her out of her way,turning around and walking away, her back to Callie.
"Take this as your one and only warning," Callie warned following few steps behind her, little did she know about how hot-headed Lori could be nor how quick she actually was. Lori turned around hastily while bringing up one of her hands and impacting Callie's right cheek, but before either one of them could react someone else yelled from the other side of the hall.
"Hastings, what do you think you are doing?" Lena demanded quickly walking towards them, a scowl on her face. "I asked you a question," she glared once she was next to Callie before turning to her.
"We were just talking," Callie tried to explain, furiously looking at Lori while trying her best not to rub her hand over her face. As mad as she was, she didn't want Lena to know what was really going on.
"Yeah, Mrs. Adams, I was just walking to my class just like you told me," Lori completed with a smile on her face as she readjusted her bag.
"Miss Hastings, I want you back in my office, maybe you'll have less trouble remembering what happened there, so start walking please," Lena instructed taking a step aside and pointing towards the administrative wing. "We'll be right there," she clarified not wanting the teen to take the longest way.
Without saying a word, Lori sighed and started walking, but not before sending Callie an angry glare, one that didn't go unnoticed by the principal, who was already looking at her daughter's redden face.
"How are you feeling, love?" Lena asked gently putting the tips of her fingers over the red marks on Callie's face.
"I've had worse," the teen replied, glad to feel Lena's cold fingers over her cheek. "Really, give it a couple of minutes and it'll be okay," Callie added watching her mother's grimace while inspecting her cheek.
"Are you going tell me what really happened?" Lena asked, resting her palm on her cheek as she noticed the temperature of the skin.
"I told you, we…"
"And I don't want to hear another lie come out of your mouth today! You've already lied to me too many times today," the principal interrupted giving her the best mother glare she could. Callie nodded in response but stayed quiet. "So, are you going to tell me what really happened?"
"No," Callie replied shaking her head, after a couple of seconds. If she wasn't going to tell another lie to cover what had really happened, then she wasn't going's to tell her the truth either. "It really doesn't matter," she shrugged.
"It matters to me," Lena countered before retrieving her hand and putting her arm around her shoulder. "Come on; let's see if my office helps you reconsider."
So... That's it for this chapter, let me know what you think :)