Aria Wynter slammed her locker shut, the metallic clang echoing through the empty hallway. She couldn't believe it had happened again.
"Seven times, Aria. Seven schools," Principal Jenkins' words still lingered in her mind.
Her mother's disappointed face flashed before her eyes. Aria sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and guilt.
As she walked out of the school building, the warm sunlight mocked her gloomy mood. She pulled out her phone and dialed her mother's number.
"Hey, Mom... I know. I'm sorry." Aria listened to her mother's concerned tone, feeling a pang of regret.
"Aria, sweetie, your father wants to take over. He thinks he can help you."
Aria's heart sank. Her father? The headmaster of Oakwood Academy? An all-boys school?
"No, Mom. Absolutely not."
Her mother's gentle voice calmed her. "Honey, it's time to try something new. Your father loves you, and he wants to help."
Aria reluctantly agreed, knowing she had no choice.
As she walked home, Aria wondered what lay ahead. Would her father's strict rules and expectations change her? Could she conform to Oakwood Academy's rigid standards?