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I keep my head lowered as I hear the wooden paddle being lifted off of the nail it hung on in the principals office. Thomas Deck is in the office now, waiting for the principal, Mr. Becker, to bust his tail with that damned paddle. Three whacks are heard as the wood connects to the seat of Deck's jeans, followed by Deck's slight sob.
"My parents are going to kill me." The redheaded boy next to me, Franklin Caller, says in a panicked whisper so the secretary doesn't hear us. "My Pa is a strict man."
I hold back a laugh. Like he has something to worry about. His father may be strict, but his father is not a vampire coven leader whose family stability relied on keeping that small tidbit of information from the citizens he cured. And once Principal Becker goes to beat my ass, that paddle with shatter and I won't have a single wound on me. There's no way Carlisle can cover that up.
"Caller, I'm the son of the towns best doctor. My father has a reputation to uphold. When he finds out I got in trouble at school, he's going to be pissed." I tell him instead of the whole 'vampire coven leader' thing. Franklin nods vigorously, but doesn't respond.
Mr. Becker, opens the door and sends Deck out. His face is red and he keeps his eyes hidden from me and Franklin.
"Caller." Mr. Becker points to Franklin and waves him in. Caller rubs his hands on his jeans and gives me a worried look before standing and heading to his punishment. Mr. Becker locks his eye contact on me as he shut the door. The process is repeated again.
I sigh and cover my face with my hands. If I were human, my palms would be sweaty like Caller's. I have to get out of this. Carlisle will kill me if Mr. Becker breaks that paddle across my ass.
I look up at the secretary. She may try to help me, but there's no way she can talk Mr. Becker on letting me slide on this punishment. He's been wanting to get one of us Cullen's in his office since we moved here. He has this theory that we Cullen students have a feeling of entitlement because of Carlisle's high position at the local hospital. According to Edward, whenever we were within his sight, Mr. Becker watches us, waiting for us to mess up so he can "knock us down a notch or two".
Well, he's got me now.
So, if you've read Stuck Together, you heard a little bit about this story. I just ran with the idea and here's the product of it. Please review!