Blue Eyes, Green Eyes

Principal Brandon's office wasn’t extravagant by any means, but it was cozy and comfortable. He even had a vending machine that students often used whenever they were sent to see him.

He was a cool-headed guy. Evelyn had once heard that he was a genius in his childhood and had won multiple awards and recognitions for his state. Later, he settled into a teaching career, and within just a year, he became the head of the number one school in the state. Talk about an achievement.

Evelyn usually liked him; he was cheerful and always knew how to make her laugh. But today, she found him rather biased. From the moment she walked into the room, he hadn’t once asked her what she had done wrong.

Instead, he treated her like a colleague on a lunch break. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with his behavior, but she was in a sour mood today and found herself faulting everyone.

“Is there a reason you won’t punish me?” she asked.

“Well, Ms. Dickens said you were littering, but a little secret a