Being called to the school hadn't been on her itinerary for the day. Mia had been knee deep in editing when her cellphone rang and she was asked to come by to the art teacher's classroom once school was out. What had the twins done? Mia had a feeling it was probably Leda but it was art class, Mia had no idea what she could've done there besides perhaps draw something inappropriate or break art supplies. They were only ten after all. Xander's mood had improved at least, so if it was him, she would be surprised. He was more involved with his video game than anything else so he may have drawn something from one of his games. Not that she monitored him unless she caught a glimpse of what he had. Damn, should she be?
She barely remembered to close the fridge when she left. Part of her was second guessing herself if she had locked the door. Her hair was up a messy ponytail but at least she was dressed neatly and she didn't have the face of death. Mia turned of her turn signal after entering the school parking lot and awkwardly parallel parked. It was a shoddy job but at least she wasn't over the line, but the car wasn't exactly straight. Oh, well. She had parked, that was all that mattered. Stepping out of Ford Focus, Mia shut the door and pressed the car button before heading inside, narrowly avoiding a few kids as they ran to freedom. Now, those were the days.
Her footsteps echoed in the side hall as she made her way down, her eyes on the doorways. She remembered some of these classrooms. She had only been to this school briefly since she transferred in when she was eight, but some of the memories were still there. Though the decor had certainly changed. As soon as found the right room, Ma entered and noticed Leda and Xander already seated. Leda had her arms crossed and was leaning back in her chair but Xander looked nervous, he had that look he always got when he wanted to hide. Alright, so which was was it? She paused for a moment and instinctively glanced around for the teacher, waiting to see what had transpired at school today. When she saw an older woman there, she offered a little wave.
"Hey, ah, I'm their aunt Mia. I take it your Mrs. Briar?"
Her dark eyes flickered back to the twins, wondering for a moment she should remain standing or take a seat beside them but their desks were a little small, even for her, so Mia remained where she was.
"So, what did they do?"she couldn't help but winced when she asked. They were good kids, really, but with everything that had happened so far, she couldn't blame them if they chose to act out. Mia still had to be the adult here, however, even if she felt greatly under qualified. It was weird being on the other side of this, but it was one of those things she had to do. Unfortunately.