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My Past Long Forgotten

Chapter 2

I stopped struggling instantly. I am going to get in a lot of shit for assaulting a teacher! Wow, expelled on my first day of school, I just beat another of my records. If I thought that Mr. Bentlen would accept it, then I would apologise. But it's highly unlikely that he would so I'm not going to waste my breath.

He just stood there, fuming, every muscle in his body tensed for another attack. Hmm interesting, he thinks I'm a complete psycho! I don't take it personally though, that's not the worst that has ever been thought about me. In fact, it wouldn't even make the top ten. In attempts to reassure him that I was completely insane, I tried to speak like any normal person the age that I appear to be would. Even though, I am far from normal.

"Chill, I'm not going to attack you again." I said to a still tensed Mr. Bentlen. "I thought you were someone else." I added, trying to explain my actions. I glanced at the jocks that were littered over the courtyard. Some were being helped up and some were being helped in to wheel chairs by medical staff.

"You shouldn't have been fighting in the first place." Mr. Bentlen said, bringing my attention back to him.

"I know." was my only response.

"I don't want to hear it." He said "Let me guess, they started it right?" he paused and looked at me, only just realising what I had actually said. "Wait, what did you say?" he asked.

"I said, 'I know'. I know I shouldn't have been fighting in the first place." He looked stunned.

"Well I hope you understand that I still have to call the police in to talk to speak with you. It's school procedure." He didn't mean the human police of course; we would never be able to explain how a seemingly normal teenage girl managed to beat up a group of rugby players all by herself. Even saying that I have had Karate or Taekwondo training in the past it would still be a stretch, and then we would have the human police keeping a close eye on the school, which is the last thing we need. So to explain, there are two police forces, one for humans and the other for supernaturals. The human police force is run by humans and the supernatural police force is run by supernaturals. This makes things a lot easier to deal with for all involved.

"I understand." Was my only response. He regarded me cautiously, trying to figure out why I was taking this so well. When he had decided that I didn't have an ulterior motive, he nodded and took out his phone.

"Don't go wondering off." He said to me sternly.

"I won't"

I walked over to where Brian and Abby were standing, staring wide-eyed at me.

"Do you understand what's going to happen now?" Abby started, concerned. "He's calling the police. You'll be arrested." Oh sweet little Abby, so naïve. I couldn't help but smile at her concern though.

"I know who he's calling, trust me. I'll be fine. I won't be getting arrested today."

'God, she must have some pretty good tricks up her sleeve to get out of this one. I hope she has a plan.' I heard Brian think to himself.

"Oh I do." I said with a wink. His eyes widened a little more but he didn't seem too surprised that I could read his mind.

I always knew that this kid was smart. I heard a car pull up and I turned around as footsteps approached.


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