I unfortunately do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does.

I strolled into my office meeting a very familiar scene. A large, muscular boy sat grinning in the chair reserved for the trouble maker of the day. He was definitely "cute" as the girls would say and you could tell they simply fell at his feet. You'd think the girls would be smarter than to go for the class jokester.

"Ah, Emmett." I said, trying to sound casual. I knew from plenty of experience that that was the way to go about things with the oldest of the Cullen clan.

Emmett was beaming now. "Good to see you Miles!" he hooted.

"Emmett, we've gone over this. You are a student. Until you graduate, I am your vice principal and to be called Mr. Greene." I said.

"Sure, Miles, whatever you say!".

I sighed and shuffled the paper's of Emmett's large file. He'd been behind most of the incidents at Forks High over the past three years, nothing bad like fighting, just the usual for the class clown. Practical jokes on his teachers, rude sayings written on the posters of our school clubs, being caught "having fun" in the closets with his foster sister and girlfriend Rosalie. Yada yada yada. Nothing I couldn't handle.

"All right Emmett, let's get this over with. I have places to go and I'm sure you do too. Can you tell me exactly what went on at lunch today?" I asked, waiting for his latest story.

He rubbed his hands together excitedly. "Well Miles, after getting my lunch and sitting down with my siblings...

Emmett Flashback

"Come on Edward. You, me after school behind the trees. Things have been too boring for our own good lately. 100 bucks to the winner" I pleaded. I watched Edward's eyes rise up towards the ceiling.

"Don't even think about it Jasper." he muttered. "There are people.". I wondered what Jazz was thinking about. What emotion was he going to be sending and who was his victim?

"Boys" Rosalie moaned, not even looking up from where she was applying lipstick using a mini mirror.

"Yeah guys" Alice said. "Do you really have to turn everything into a contest?".

Bella didn't say anything, simply looking up at Edward with a pale expression. Edward's face turned hard.

"The answer is no Emmett. However, I think Jasper may be up for it.".

If looks could kill, Jasper's would have. I turned to him with a wide smile on my face. "Well Jazzy Spazzy, what do you say?" I asked with a grin, knowing that the emotions of both Edward and I would bring him on.

Jasper pursed his lips and Alice tightened her hold on his arm. "Jasper, this is gonna end badly..." she warned.

"I'll make you a deal." Jasper said, ignoring his wife. "Arm wrestling, right here, right now, nothing after school.".

I smiled. "Okie dokie!" and with that, I threw my elbow down on the table, palm up, ready for the battle.

"Emmett, if you dare make a scene, you won't be-" Rosalie started, but Jasper slammed his hand into mine and we started the stare down.

Alice sighed, giving up. "Three, two, one" she muttered and we began the brawl.

Like always, I started out the strongest, but Jasper fought back and we twisted this way and that, each coming within a centimeter of winning only to be thrown back by his competitor.

Rosalie growled disapprovingly. I'd make it up to her later. Bella looked genuinely scared and with good reason. We were shaking the table. Edward watched us with interest, but he had his arm looped around Bella's shoulder, ready to shield her if things got too intense.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw an uneaten piece of pizza fly out of Alice's hand and sail across the room. It hit Mike Newton square in the face, which was almost enough to make me fall over laughing. Almost, as I slammed Jasper's arm down on the table and stood up in victory-only to be hit in the chest with a wad of potato salad.

It was then that the whole lunch room erupted into chaos, food flying everywhere...

End Flashback

Emmett leaned back in his chair. "So, that's pretty much it. Frank arrived and carted me to the office and now, here we are." he finished comfortably.

I looked up from my notes. "So, you didn't throw any food?" I asked incredulously.

Emmett chuckled. "Well Miles, everyone in the cafeteria was throwing food. But once someone has shouted food fight, it then becomes ok to do so. I did not throw anything before that happened, I swear. Honestly, this time, I didn't start the trouble.". I knew Emmett well enough to know that he was proud of his happenings and loved ratting himself out. So, the fact that he said he didn't start it made me believe him. But, he'd said something else that I had to question.

"You said your little sister Alice threw food at Mike Newton? Was she the first one to do so?" I asked.

Emmett squinted his eyes, trying to remember. "I think so. Like I said, I was busy kicking Jasper's butt. I only saw Alice, it could have been someone else. But most likely not." he finished.

I stood up. "Well Emmett, thank you for your time. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm not calling your father. Over you anyway. You may get back to class.". I said.

Emmett stood up too, grinning again. "Sure Miles, and no hard feelings about this incident. I'll see you tomorrow!" he said and with that, he practically skipped out of this office.

I sighed and put the large folder away, taking out a thinner one that was only two away from his in the filing cabinet. Back in my chair, I turned on my intercom.

"Denise, could you please send someone to find Alice Cullen. I need to see her.".