Walking down the steep ancient steps towards the principal office, my nerves began to rise by the second. Behind me I could hear the sounds of children chanting and cheering, I knew that when I got back I would be teased badly. I knock three times on the principals door. I could hear distance chatter from our classroom. As the old clunky door began to open the chatter came to a halt. I peered up at our old principal, she glared right back down at me and as the door slammed, I knew I was in for the long hall.