Undercover: Book 3 — Chapter 51

"Please explain to me why on earth you would be pretending to be a boy," the headmistress asked, halfway sitting on the dean's desk.

"Do you understand how bad this will look on my school!?" the dean hissed, his eyes colder than ice.

"Your school!? What about mine! If word gets out that I allowed a cross dresser into my school it's finished,” she responded, glaring at her ex-husband.

"How could you keep this a secret from me?" the dean hissed, looking at his son in the seat next to me. Caiden simply shrugged.

"Hello sir. I heard you requested to see me,” my dad said, knocking and opening the door. He didn't hide his surprise when he saw me sitting in the chair.

"Mr. Martez you have been a teacher here for years. You have taught at this school since it was a school for girls and boys so I must ask. Why wouldn't you tell us about this?" My poor dad looked confused to no end.

"Tell you about what?"

"That your daughter Claire has been going undercover as a boy in my university!" The dean was furious, he didn't even hesitate to spit out each word.

I should probably explain how I got here. It all started when we got back from talking with Samantha. It seemed that someone left an anonymous note telling the dean and the headmistress that I was here undercover as a boy and so they decided they wanted to greet me back at the dorm and me walking in as a girl only proved them right.

"You must be mistaken, sir. My daughter would never do something like that. Tell them that this is all a misunderstanding Claire,” my father said and I gave him a guilty smile.

“Anyway, why are you even here? Shouldn't you be at Chicago?" he said after a minute of me not responding.

"Dad, I never applied for any college in Chicago,” I said and I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears.

"I would like to apologize to big of you for this whole thing. I will have her pack up her stuff and I will take care of this,” my dad said, his face blank.

"No, you see Mr. Martez I can't just let this go. Your daughter stole someone's identity. If the word got out we would have to contact the police,” the Dean said and my eyes widened.

"It's really not that big of a deal,” Caiden said rolling his eyes.

"Did everyone know about this?" my dad said almost throwing his hands up to show his irritation.

"C'mon Martez part of you knew all along. No guy it as feminine as Jason Lockwood. I mean half of the time she couldn't even pull of a guy's voice,” Caiden said and right as my dad was about to respond I interrupted.

"Can I talk?" I yelled, standing up. Everyone was in their own damn arguments but not once has anyone really listened to me.

"What more do you have to say?" the headmistress said, rolling her eyes one it was silent. I will never like this woman.

"I didn't just wake up one day and say hey I'm gonna pay thousands of dollars and go to an all-boys university. I came here to find out if you were cheating on mom,” I said pointing at my dad.

"Why on Earth would you think I cheated on your mother?" he asked, appalled.

"You were sneaking around and coming home late at night. I now know I was wrong after talking to Samantha she said that she was only helping you,” I said, muttering the last part.

"I'm sorry I gave you that idea, but I would never cheat on her. You should've talked to me instead of dressing up like a guy at a private university!" he said, narrowing his eyes at the end.

"I can't believe that was your reason,” the dean said shaking his head and I sighed sitting back down.

"I don't even know what to do about this,” the headmistress said, sliding her hand down her face, frustrated.

"Just let it go,” Caiden said looking annoyed.

"You have no room to talk young man. You knew about this for who knows how long and didn't tell us!" The dean hissed at his son. Caiden didn't even flinch at his harsh tone or his cold glare.

"I technically didn't steal anyone's identity since the name was completely made up and even if someone does have that name I didn't like take all his information so..,” I trailed off and the dean just shook his head again.

"I want you to go to your dorm room and pack up all of your belongings. I never want to see you even in the parking lot of this school. I expect you to be out of this school by ten pm the latest,” he hissed, standing up and I nodded. “I swear if word gets out about this to anyone then we will have some serious problems, Miss Martez."

I stood up and was getting ready to leave, but the headmistress called my name. "Claire you are very talented and I still need someone like you at my school so I won't expel you. Don't make me regret this,” she told me and I nodded. I don't know how I got out of this without punishment but I wouldn't complain.

"I am so disappointed with you Claire,” my father said and I almost snorted, join the club. “I have a class to teach, but I do expect you to follow his orders." We went our different ways and it didn't take long for me to get back to my room. After a text to Nathan it didn't take more than five minutes for him to get over here.

"I'm sorry Claire-bear,” Nathan said grabbing my hands and I shrugged.

"The funny thing is i'm not. I've met so many different people and I've made so many new friends that if I had the option to do this all over again then I would,” I said honestly. I sighed when I felt my phone vibrating in my back pocket. The name Eddie flashed on the screen and I held up a finger to Nathan as if saying one minute.

"Hey Eddie!" I said and from the other line I could hear someone sniffing. "What happened?" I asked.

"Oh nothing. I'm fine. Claire do you think we could meet up in about an hour? I really would like to show you something,” he said and I frowned knowing he obviously wasn't okay if he was crying.

"Yeah, sure. Where do you want to meet?" I asked.

"Meet me at the roof of your building?" he suggested and as soon as I agreed he hung up. It was a weird place to meet but he probably wanted it to be private.

"It looks like packing is going to have I wait,” I said and Nathan raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" he asked, noticing how stressed out I was.

"Something's off about Eddie. He sounds panicked or like he's been crying and I'm seriously worried about him. He wants me to meet him in an hour,” I said biting my lip. Nathan pulled me in a hug and I didn't hesitate to hug him back.

"I can come with if you want and just keep my distance,” he suggested and I nodded.

"That would be great, but he just wants to show me something. Thanks for the offer Nay-Nay.” I kissed his cheek as I pulled away and stepped back. I started to throw all my clothes and stuff all in my suitcases and was glad that there really wasn't much to pack.

"Where are you meeting him?"

"He wants to meet on the roof of this building,” I responded after a minute of thinking through a conversation.

"Why the roof?" Nathan asked with a raised eyebrow and I shrugged.

"I guess I'll find out. I should probably leave a few minutes early just so I know I won't be late. I don't want him to think I'm standing him up,” I said and Nathan nodded slowly.

"You know Claire it's already seven. Maybe you should see if he'll meet you somewhere else.” I quickly shook my head, pausing what I was packing for a minute.

"For weeks now he's been coming in this building and going upstairs so I have to see why."

"Maybe his dorm is here."

"I've been to his dorm before to hang out. I know for a fact it's not even in this building,” Nathan sighed not having an argument and reluctantly agreed.