"If you're ever in a situation and you need help - doesn't matter what time or what kind of help... give me a call." Darren said with a small smile.
"Use vigilantes have to watch out for each other you know..." He would have playfully nudged her - had she not been so averse to contact.
Once she took the number, he moved to gather his own things.
"Mr. Waughner..." Another teacher had filled the space of the first. "Your mother is here - please head on out into the waiting area to wait for the principal to speak with you."
He groaned and moved to gather his things - hopefully it would be his birth mother and not April... he'd give his eye-teeth for it not to be April.
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