25. Teacher

I walked into the school; the corridors were empty because there were lessons. I got to the teachers' office and found someone inside.

"I need to speak to Professor Atkins, the history teacher."

"Oh, he is in a lesson; he will soon come back." The teacher, or whoever it was, answered.

"Ok." I turned around and sat on the floor before the teacher's office, waiting.

Henry was at the end of the corridor; he just arrived after me, now leaning against the windowsill, staring at me like always.

I could also try my luck in the school forum.

I already knew that Henrietta was the hot topic there. Maybe someone would mention some of her friends; perhaps some of her friends even posted something, but I didn't want to. The forum was anonymous, and I doubt someone would reveal themselves with their name and address through it.