Amellia gave a small sigh to herself, as the boy controlled himself and stopped crying. He grasped her hand rather hesitantly, pausing briefly as he did so. 

She thought it was a bit odd but kept it to herself.

"Now, we need to wait at least until the Princi-"

She moved her hand by reflex, catching a few packets of cheese sticks. The woman who threw it at, Goldman or something, then proceeded to tell Amellia that she needed to gain weight and improve her bust. Her grip on Mike's hand tightened, her smile becoming cold as she realized what hat woman was implying.

"..that...that woman..."

Amellia crushed the cheese sticks in one hand, barely keeping in her anger. Was that woman trying to make her fat? Her breasts was fine as it is; she doesn't need it any bigger. Cheese sticks would not help with those either. They would only destroy the figure she tried so hard to keep. Calming herself down, she turned her smile onto Mike.

"Hey, Mike. Do you think my bust is small?"

Oh dear gods above, that just slipped out of her mouth.

"Ah! Er... it was nothing. Please ignore what I said just now." Looking around for some excuse, she pulled MIke nearer to the podium where the Principal was. "Lets get closer so we can hear him speak clearly."