Something's not right

"What's going on?" Kyle sneered, placing himself behind Cassidy. He glanced at the two girls, then to the principal.

"Mr. Venegan," the man called out, with a sigh of actual relief, "I received a call from the Harpers and they're coming their way. I wanted to talk to you before they arrived."

Kyle tilted his head, dropping his gaze to Cassidy. She glanced at him, but quickly averted her gaze from him. 

"Karla's parents? Why are we calling her parents, instead of calling the parents of those spreading those obnoxious rumors?"

"Rumors?" The principal furrowed. "You don't know about what happened either, Mr. Venegan?"

Taking his baffled expression as an answer, the man shook his head as he placed his fists on the table.