“Um, yeah. Hi, I’m Haley,” I said, dragging my heavy suitcase close to the desk.
“Why hello there! Welcome to Middleton Academy! How are you today?” said the woman. She spoke so fast I couldn’t understand two words she said.
“Hi” I mumbled.
“I’m Mrs.Brekman, your history teacher. Our secretary is absent today so I’m filling in for her,”.
“Awesome,”.
“Before you get settled in, I need you to fill out this form!” Mrs. Brekman handed me a little booklet.
“All the information is required,”. I sat down in a chair in front of Mrs.Brekman’s desk and started to fill out the form. Did they have to know everything about me? When I was finished I handed it to Mrs. Brekman and watched her raise her eye brows.
“Your Haley Robertson?” she asked. I nodded.
“Is there anything wrong?”
“Well, young lady, years ago I attended Middleton Academy. I was the smartest girl in my whole grade. Well, until we had a new student. And I hated that new student. That new student just happened to be Paton Robertson,”.
My mother?