Assassination Classroom Principal Novels & Stories

I'll be back soon" I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. A few seconds later, the school principal stepped into the clinic. "Mr Jayden James Bruno...how are you? "Do I know? "Huh....yes you do. I'm the school principal. I was quite surprised to see you and Miss Monalisa together" "Why would you be surprised when she's...." "I mean for a woman you had ordered me to fire...you were with her and she's..." "Hold on. Ordered you to fire her? Me? When? "Six years ago or so"

Shouts and screams rented my ears, the air was already corrupt and some angry students where busy laying curses on me, whilst others where accusing me of murder. Well, if it's not murder then it's what? "It was an ancident." My hoarse voice replied. The principal smashed his fist on the table, shooting balls my way. Nathan, Bethel, Mark and I were defending ourselves in the principal's office. Earlier on while I was wishing death to happen to me the head teacher grabbed me and told the others to follow suit and now we are facing a cruel interrogation. "The last time I called you guys here was when Annabel died and now not only two of you are missing, three are dead. Now how do you explain th

He'd tried forcing himself on her but she'd hit him on the head with a picture frame and fled. Without knowledge of the video they had in possession, he'd publicly announced her expulsion, at the morning assembly the next day, accusing her of attacking him for disciplining her. While he was making all the long boring speeches about violence and how violent students won't be accepted in their prestigious school, she and Doris had gone to the broadcasting room and played the video. Connecting the assembly hall TV to it and everyone in the school saw the ugly disgusting side of the principal. The dirty old man was probably still chilling with his fellow criminals behind bars right now.

just in case they saw me and decided to light me on fire. The teacher came and the class began as normal...which kind of calmed me down. But then it happened. The receptionist from the principal's office entered our classroom with a note in her hand. I gulped down the lump that formed all of a sudden in my throat and clenched my teeth. Our sir read the note and looked up at me causing a shiver go down my spine. "Skylar, the principal needs to see you" he said those wretched words and I almost fainted. I weakly nodded and got up from my seat. Quietly made my way to the receptionist and then followed her out of the classroom.

the principal clarified. As the boy, who was a few years older than Sasha, was brought in, I felt so troubled. A doctor was tending to the wound, and a police officer accompanied them, ready to gather evidence. The principal, Mrs. Jones, hastily stood up when they entered, seemingly concerned yet defeated. "You must be Mrs. Jones, the principal. I'm Officer Weasely. Are they the parents of the assailant?" "Yes," the principal answered, looking at Landon who didn't even flinch or look in their direction. I was quaking. "That's Mr. Kurt, her father and Miss Lowell, her mum."

*Next day* An emergency bell was rung almost immediately after the morning devotion and all of us had to run back to the hall. I just hope this go well because the last time we heard the emergency bell, a student was expelled from school. "Good day students" the principal greeted without a single trace of smile on his face "Good day sir" we responded "I don't like what has been happening in this school these past days. I keep quiet and pretend not to know anything but that doesn't mean you said take it for granted. How can one of you be a murderer? The first nude was leaked, I didn't say anything. The second one happened and I still kept quiet, but this third one is not something I can keep

She coughs to get the conversation on track, and jumps slightly when Kendra refocuses on her. The brunette’s eyes though beautiful, feels eerie when she stares directly at you. The Principal adjust slightly on her seat to mask her nervousness, and continues. She decides to get straight to the point. The sooner the younger woman leaves her office the easier she would breath. “Your sister here tried to burn a student alive, and nearly burned down the school building.” Leaning back against her seat, arms crossed at her chest, Kendra enquires. “What did the student do?” “Excuse me!” The Principal blinks. She didn’t expect such a flippant reply to what she just said. For a second she forgets her

" The teacher entered first, closely followed by the principal. The room grew quiet, tension filling the air all at once. There was an issue. I could sense it deep in my bones. "The principal announced a burglary with a serious tone," he said. School equipment has been damaged and taken. We have grounds to suspect that the offender is present in this classroom. Whispers were quietly exchanged among students in the room, casting glances of suspicion and fear towards each other. Everyone stayed still. Nobody admitted. The principal's eyes scanned the room, cold and calculating. "Very well. If no one will step forward, I'll have to reveal the culprit myself." He paused for dramatic effect, the

She had not realized how much she relished stepping into her home after a long school day, how much she loved jumping into her bed and getting a good sleep, how much she appreciated seeing her mother’s face each day, how much she valued Sisi, Keisha, Selena and other presence in her life, how much she had grown too attached to King, until they were all threatened to be taken away from her. They found the footage to be actually what Koty had said it was, last year’s. Upon more questioning, the principal’s secretary had revealed that the principal had not given her the notes himself, she had found it on her desk. Sisi when called on phone had confirmed she was with them during that period she

“In front of children. In a school.” The principal hurried forward, sweating under the weight of so many watching eyes. “P-please, let’s take this inside my office. We don’t need to—ah—disturb the other parents.” “Disturb?” Voss turned on her, his voice razor-edged. “One of your staff watched a child get bullied, then watched her guardian get assaulted, and you’re worried about disturbance?” The principal paled, but gestured toward her office. “Please.” Inside the Principal’s Office