William repeated himself. "Your daughter has been seducing a male classmate at this school! I need you here to deal with this right now!"
Silence again.
I almost couldn't hold back my laughter.
If this principal had any idea who was on the other end of that line, he'd have wet himself on the spot.
Too bad he didn't know.
He just stood there, chest puffed out, waiting for my "parent" to come grovel.
"Principal Whitney," the voice on the line took on a strange edge, "are you certain you're talking about my daughter?"
"Of course I'm certain!" William snapped. "Are you coming or not?"
The voice replied, "I'm on my way. And Principal Whitney, until I get there, no one lays a finger on her."
Click. The line went dead.
William set the receiver down and scoffed. "Quite the attitude."
Delia sidled up to him. "What happened? What did they say?"
"Said they're on their way." William dropped the handset into its cradle. "Told me not to touch his daughter."
Delia's eyes darted around, and then her face lit up with sudden excitement.