Ala slumped in her chair, and she seemed to take on a staring contest with the head teacher, Mr. Dude. His actual name was Mr. Plum, but he preferred to be called Dude, because he was the only male worker in the daycare.
Ala focused on these details, for if she didn't, she would've curled into a ball, and cried her eye balls out.
"Can you tell us why you did that, Ala?"
She glared at him, and stuck up her head in defiance. It would've been perfect, if she didn't let out a sniffle. "My lips are sealed." Ala heard the door swing open behind her, and heard someone shout,
"ALA!" she bent her head in shame as her Mommy stormed into the room. She felt her Mommy glare at her, before she scolded, "What made you think that was a good idea?" She glanced up and saw her Mom was shaking with laughter.
The Head Teacher looked at her Mommy with a funny look, but Ala's Mommy just shook her head, and said, "I'm sorry, but it's just too funny!"
The Head Teacher seemed speechless. "Ma'am, are you not mad?"
"Oh, yes, I am very mad," She laughed again. "I'll take her home now, and we'll have a long talk about it."
Ala blushed furiously as she walked past the cafeteria to the exit. She felt the weight of everyone's stares on her shoulders, and even heard whispers of conversation. She wanted to run and never come back.
She swung the car door open, and plopped down in her car seat, buckling herself without a word.
They drove in silence for a long, long moment. Ala wanted to sink to the core of the Earth, and melt through the other half, and fall through space, where no one would find her.
"Aren't you going to yell at me?" Ala finally asked.
"No, Ala, I'm not."
"You're not mad?"
"I am, Ala, very, but I think you've learned your lesson."
Ala wiped imaginary sweat off her face, and let out a huge sigh.
"I have something important to tell you, Ala.