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Charming High School 2002
P.O.V.
As I sit in one of the chairs, across from Mr. Galloway's, the principal, desk. I look down at the cold carbon steel that is wrapped around both my wrist. "Shit." I murmured under my breath. I lifted up my head and tuned to look at, Alice Pierce, the captain of the cheer leading squad.
She had been talking about my SAMCRO family, for some time now. Claiming that they were all a bunch of white trash bikers, that out of pity adopted a Mexican child. So, I finally snapped and gave her beating, that she would never forget. That, Mexican child, was me she was talking about. But we'll talk about some other time. For now I was just waiting to hear what were they planning on doing with me, this time around. Being as it wasn't my first rodeo. You see, I was a fighter, my 'Tios' (uncles) Happy Lowman and Filip 'Chibs' Telford, taught me well, and I was a daredevil like my father, Chico Vellenueva, one of SAMCRO'S first 9.
My father passed away four years ago, during a club run. Soon after my mother Elena Vellenueva picked up my father's 'speed' addiction, and vanished a year later. The death of my father was just too much for her to handle. I guess I couldn't blame her, he was the life of her life. She couldn't manage living without him. So she left me with the SAMCRO president and the queen.
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The door to the office room opens and Gemma and Clay morrow, my legal guardians, walk in. They glare at me with pursed lips, and cold stern looks. I hang my head low and fiddle with the handcuffs.
"Mr. and Mrs. Morrow." Mr. Galloway extends his hand out to them. "Please have a seat."
"What did she do, this time?" Clay asks as he remains standing.
"Vellenueva... Catalina, got into a physical altercation with, Alice Pierce here." They look down at the young girl, as they take in her appearance, quickly noticing her bloody face. She had a broken nose, a black eye, and her eyebrow had been slit open. "Catalina, claims it was all in self defense."
"Well, if she says it was self defense, then it must be true." Clay smirks at the principal. Clay, was always congratulating, Catalina when she would fight. He was proud of her fighting skills and approved to let her fight in the SAMCRO family honor.
"We have it on video, Mr. Morrow. It was NOT in self defense. There's more." Mr. Galloway looks down at Catalina and sighs heavily. "She hit Mrs. Hogert, her literature teacher, in the process. Therefore, she is being detained and WILL be taken to San Joaquin city jail."
Clay tries reaching over the desk, to grab Mr. Galloway. "She's just a kid!" Gemma grabs a hold of his arm and pulls him back.
"I'm sorry Mr. Morrow, but this hasn't been the first time that she's done something like this. We can't keep tolerating this kind of behavior."
"What exactly does that mean?!" Gemma exclaims, as she crosses her arms across her chest.
"It means. Mrs. Morrow, that Catalina Vellenueva won't be finishing school here at Charming High School. She has been expelled."
"You son of a bitch!" Gemma yells at the principal. "She's sixteen! Almost done with her school years."
In that instant Chief Wayne Unser, walks in. "C'mon sweetheart." He helps Catalina up and turns to look at Gemma. "I'm sorry Gem, but you know where to pick her up." He slowly escorts Catalina to his cruiser. "I'm sorry, Cat. But you went to far this time. I'm going to have to take you in, this time."
Catalina, slowly nods her head. "I know, Wayne. Sorry, for all the trouble my short fuse causes."
"I'll put you in your own cell this time. Wouldn't want you fighting one of the other inmates. Like previous times." Unser pulls out of the school parking lot and heads to the city jail.
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Once they arrive home that night. Gemma and Clay pace back and forth in their kitchen, as they lecture Catalina. "I can't believe this! Expelled! Now, how are you suppose to finish school?!" Gemma, pinches the bridge of her nose as she tries to cool down.
"We can home school her! She'll never leave our sight again! Until she's thirty!" Clay booms out, as he looks down at Catalina.
"No! Please, I don't want to be home schooled!" Catalina tried pleading with them. "I can. I can attend school in. In Oakland. I have cousins there..."
"Are you out of your damn mind?! There is no way, I'm letting you attend school in Oakland!" Clay shakes his head. "It's Mayan territory."
Catalina jumps up out of her seat. "So what! My father formed a liaison between the Mayans and SOA, many years ago. He went through many obstacles to make that happen! Don't you forget that!" She walks over to Gemma. "Mama Gemma, please let me attend Oakland High School. Nothing will happen to me. I have family there, plus have you two forgotten that I happen to have an uncle and at least a cousin or two that ARE patched Mayans. They would NEVER let anything happen to me."
"I know baby." Gemma cups her face. "We are just taking precautions. I don't know what we would do if anything bad happened to our little princess."
"Family, you have not seen in over three years." Clay flops down on a chair. "We made a promise to Chico, that we would take care of you and I'm keeping that promise. BUT. You're right." He takes a deep breath. "Oakland High, seems like the only reasonable solution."
Catalina smiles wide and hugs Clay. "Thank you!"
"There is one catch though, Cat. You need to actually stay in school until you graduate. You only have two more years, I want to see my princess in her cap and gown." He smiles at her.
Catalina puts a hand up. "Promise."
Gemma walks up to her and puts her arm around her shoulders. "I'll get you registered, first thing in the morning. You can start on Monday."
"Take Tig with ya. I don't want my old lady, traveling to Oakland alone." Clay places a kiss onto Gemma's lips.
Catalina's P.O.V.
As I stand there watching Gemma and Clay show affection to each other. I can't help but to smile stupidly at the thought of attending school with my cousins. Always had I wanted to graduate with them and now it was going to happen. Never would it have crossed my mind, that I would ever be anxiously and excitedly wanting a Monday to come soon.
Because, come Monday morning, I'll be officially a student from Oakland High School. I can't help to wonder... What awaits for me in O'Town?