"Yes, the old dean and administration were far more concerned with appearances and extracurriculars to even focus slightly on academics. I'm just glad someone smartened up and decided to direct the school onto the right track."<br/>I take his number and put it in my pocket. "Don't worry señor, your secret is safe with me. Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea." I say with a wink. [i/] He's being so nice and caring. I might as well give him idea of where I go. [i/]<br/>"How exactly do you know I'm not doing well in my other classes? And have been leaving school?"<br/>I'm feeling defensive and shift in my seat. "I do leave school but what I do isn't much of a concern to you, is it?" I wasn't trying to be so rude and accusatory, but what I do once I leave the school grounds isn't something I'm proud of. In fact, if anyone were to know, I doubt I could handle the questions.<br/><br/>"Lo siento señor, I know you're only trying to help. Just- give me some time, por favor." I say to him with tears in my eyes, already regretting my actions.