Kelly was standing behind her desk, putting some papers away, as Tessa approached, though she sat as the last of her class filed out, the door shutting behind them. She could see the girl was intimidated, and she smiled, trying to break the tension.<br/><br/>"Please Tessa, sit. You're...not in trouble."<br/><br/>Once the girl sat, she sighed softly. "After the parent-teacher conference last night...I saw you in the parking lot. I don't think I have to tell you what I saw, or who with." She paused for a moment to let that sink in. "Now policy says I should just call Child Protective Services, and be done with it. Hell, if you were a couple years younger, I would just call the police. But it also said that I should act in the best interests of the student and...I think we both agree that having you sent back to your mother isn't in your best interests."<br/><br/>She stood, pacing slightly. "So what I need to hear from you is that you're willing in...whatever it is your doing. That your father hasn't pressured you, or forced you, and that he's taking the proper precautions - do you have a birth control prescription? This is a safe place Tessa, nothing you say will leave this room. If you want to get out, I can help you get legally emancipated, or find another way..."