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"You're in my seat."

The rest of the class lapsed into silence as the chubby, blushing boy mumbled apologies and started to get up, and then seventeen-year-old Amanda Mikaelson, dressed in ripped jeans, sneakers, and camouflage-patterned t-shirt, stopped him and told him to sit back down again, glaring at the witch who was trying to take his spot, her hands on her hips. "Yeah?" She asked, giving the gum in her mouth a good chew, and then blowing a bubble. "What's your point? Why should he have to move cause you didn't get there quick enough and he did?"

"That's my seat!" The girl shouted at the boy again and completely ignored Amanda. "Move your ass and go sit somewhere else."

Amanda stared at her again, and this time, when the boy gave up his seat, Amanda didn't stop him, but waited for the girl to sit down, and when she was seated, the slightly taller Amanda sat down too, leaned forward (the seat being fought over was right in front of hers), and spit the gum she was chewing in her classmate's hair. When the girl raised her hand and felt the gum, she let out a shriek, got up, and pushed Amanda to the ground. Amanda got up, pushed back, and for the third time that week, a bad fight broke out between the two girls. They rolled around on the floor, biting and pinching and hitting, then getting up and knocking over desks. It was Amanda's bad luck that she bashed the girl's head against a desk just as a teacher came in. As another classmate escorted the girl to the nurse to make sure she didn't have a potentially problematic concussion, Amanda was ordered to the principal once again, where, after she was seated, she was told that this fight was one too many and she would be suspended until they figured out what to do with her.

"Fine with me," Amanda shrugged. "I don't really like that class anyway." She started to get up, but the principal ordered her back down. "I think I'll be calling your father out of class to come take you home," she said. "He might be able to talk some sense into you."

"Why?" Amanda asked. "It hasn't worked the other times. And I don't know what your problem is with me, anyway. You always punish me worse than you punish the other kids. What did I ever do to you?"

"Oh, there's something," the principal replied as she pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes. "It has to do with my husband, which is why you've not had a class with him this entire time you've been at school. Sadly that will have to change if I decide to allow you to stay, but, as always, I will be keeping a very close eye on you."

"Fine," Amanda showed her teeth as the principal called Elijah. "Whatever. I don't give a fuck."


"Amanda Veronica, this is the third time this week I've had to take you home from school because you got in a fight," Elijah told her as they pulled away from school and headed in the direction of home. "Every time you do this, it not only interrupts your own education, but also gets in the way of the education of the children in my classes as well. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"It's not my fault that bitch of a witch always tries to start crap with me," Amanda replied. "She thinks that because she waves pom-poms around, she can do anything, but someone has to show her that that's not true! Don't you think that given my place in the supernatural community, I have a duty to stand up for myself and others?"

"Well, yes," Elijah agreed. "But do it like a lady. Not a barbarian. Do you understand me?"

"Fine," Amanda sighed. "But even if I behaved myself with the other kids, I bet the stupid principal would still find ways to expel me. She hates me because of my relationship with Viktor before I came to school. She has it in for me specifically for that. You have to realize that!"

"I will concede that Alexandra's behavior toward you isn't necessarily fair, but until we find some way to handle that, you can control whether or not you get on her bad side. If you don't do anything to antagonize her, she'll leave you be," Elijah said firmly.

"Not when my very existence antagonizes her," Amanda pointed out. "And being alive isn't something I can help! Come on, Daddy! Why can't you be on my side for once?"

"I am on your side!" Elijah told her impatiently. "But as Alexandra is my boss, I have to tread the line between not alienating her and sticking up for you. It's very difficult and I'm sorry if I've been doing a disappointing job."

"Are you really?" Amanda asked. "Because I have to wonder."

Elijah heard this, closed his eyes, and tried to keep a hold on his temper. It was just like dealing with her mother in the early twenties all over again. Well, the sassy part of Selina, not the evil part. The evil part he could handle, but it was the sass that he really hated, especially when he knew she was right, at least somewhat.

They drove the rest of the way home in silence and when they met Selina at the door, Elijah explained what happened.

"Well, if you're in trouble for sticking up for someone, I'm not gonna scold you," Selina sighed. "What's Alexandra's problem? That's the third time this week she's sent you home."

"Actually, our daughter's been temporarily suspended until they can figure out what to do with her," Elijah replied. "It's not just her being sent home this time."

"Have you tried explaining to Alexandra what's causing the trouble?" Selina asked her daughter.

"Yes," Amanda nodded. "But she just won't listen!"

Selina scoffed. "What a bitch! Whose idea was it to give a woman like that control of the school anyway? I have half a mind to go talk to Astrid. She'll deal with it effectively!"

"Oh, I don't think you should," Amanda replied and twirled her hair. "Daddy doesn't want us causing any trouble."

"Seriously?" Selina looked at Elijah and sighed. "You might not want to cause trouble, but I do. I was willing to play nice before, but now Alexandra has crossed the line by suspending Amanda for no good reason."

"All right," Elijah sighed. "But I'll have no part of this, do you understand? It's something that's going on between you two and Alexandra only."

"Well, obviously!" Selina spat. "Cause the two of us are the only ones with guts enough to fight back!"


It was with some trepidation that Viktor went to see the principal, who'd said that she wanted to speak with him.

"Yes, Alexandra?" He asked his wife dryly. "What did you want from me?"

"Well, I'm afraid I have to give you some bad news, dear," Alexandra replied. "Your Amanda got in a fight yet again, which means I have no choice but to move her from the class she's in now to yours. It's such a shame to break a perfect record like that. I would have preferred to expel her permanently, but she and her mother went to talk to your daughter and Astrid said that if I didn't keep Amanda in school, I'd be fired. I had no other choice."

"I know," Viktor nodded. "It was a nice little break. I believe I should go and tell her the news. Elijah's probably still terrified that she's going to be tossed out." He left and went to Elijah and Selina's and after explaining why he was there, Elijah called for Amanda, who'd been banished to her room. After several minutes of waiting, Amanda slowly descended the long, winding staircase, and then stuck her tongue out at Viktor. "What do you want?" She asked.

"I came to tell you that you haven't been expelled," Viktor replied, while trying not to stare too openly at how much she'd grown. "You just have to be in my class. It won't be pleasant for either of us, but that's how it is."

Selina and Amanda heard this and high-fived. "I knew that getting Astrid involved would work!" Amanda cried. Then she turned to Viktor. "So," she said, "When does our torture begin?"

"Tomorrow," Viktor replied. "I'm your first class of the day."

"Well, I suppose that's a good thing," Amanda replied. "I'll get you out of the way first off and won't have to spend the day dreading it happening."

"I agree," Viktor nodded. "See you tomorrow, Amanda."

"Yeah," Amanda nodded. "See you tomorrow."