There was nothing Oliver loved more than having to report to the principal's office. That was, of course, a lie. In fact, Oliver was terrified. His first thought was that they had somehow traced the broken mirrors back to him. Then, he realised it didn't make sense for the others to also be called to the office. Perhaps someone had found out his insanity? During the day, he had been playing around with his apparent ability to read minds. It worked, definitely made his math test easier, but he wasn't fully convinced that he wasn't insane. 

	On his way to the office, he thought about the others that had been called to the office. Himself, Paul Lombardi, Thomas Fan, Lyra York, Danielle Hale, Derek Quintanilla, Jefferson Ween, Eric Pierce, Carol Ronick, and Ms. Velmont. Paul and Carol, he was acquainted with. The others, he had never spoken to. He didn't take Ms. Velmont class, but he knew that most of the other kids hated her. He approached the door to the principal's office, finding that Paul was already there. He nodded a hello, and began pacing back and forth rapidly in worry.