His door was cracked open when I arrived.

I peeked my head inside, "Come in Miss Sinclair and shut the door."

I was nervous as I entered; closing the door behind me, "Lock It" he requested sternly.

I did as I was told although I had just seen the janitor leave for the night. I believe he knew as well as I that no one was going to disturb us.

"Sit" I did as I was told sitting across from Principle Sheppard's wide desk.

He cleared his throat never leaving his chair during our entire exchange, "Now, Miss Sinclair your uniform skirt is entirely too long for this meeting. Remove it."

I wasn't shocked as much as I was afraid. I was really doing this. The moment I stand and remove my clothing in front of him will mean that all of this is real.

There is no turning back.