After visiting the nurse's room, Jason and Freddy sat side by side outside the principal's office. Freddy yawned in a bored manner, lounging on the uncomfortable red plastic seats, he was used to this; he'd spent most of his school time outside the principal's office. He shot a look at the taller boy and his eyes widened.
Jason was trembling, rocking back and forth in the seat, his face contorted with fear. Freddy stared at him and at the sight of tears creeping from the other's large eyes, he cringed. Reaching out a hand, he gently prodded the other boy. "Hey… hey retard, stop cryin'... it ain't THAT bad."
Jason turned and studied him confusedly, probably digesting his words. "Euh?" He said intelligently. Very slowly and carefully, he reached out a hand and ghosted his fingertips over Freddy's cheek. He watched, even more confused, when Freddy leaned into his hand slightly… but the other didn't even seem to notice.
Freddy gaped at the other boy, what the hell?! "Get the fuck off me!" he yelled, slapping the other boy's hand away. He turned sharply and folded his arms over his chest, refusing to look at the other. Freddy felt the telltale heat of a blush in his cheeks and he glared at the floor angrily.
"Krueger, Voorhees? I will see you in my office now." The principal was leaning half out of his office, his hands clamped onto the doorframe. Freddy and Jason clambered up and they followed the principal as he disappeared back into the office.
Sitting back into his brown chair, the principal stared at the two boys, Freddy raising an eyebrow and sneering, Jason, half hidden by his hair, his face a mask of pale unadulterated fear. He nodded and motioned for them to sit.
"So boys, I hear you caused a commotion on the bus this morning? This is very distressing for me to hear, in this school we are very much a FAMILY and you can be sure I want to keep my FAMILY safe. I am not going to ask what happened, I know you well enough, Freddy, to know that you probably caused this fight, I am just angry you felt you had to convert Jason to your ways."
At this point, the man sighed and cut to the chase. "You will both have detention in room 406 today after school for an hour and a half; hopefully it will teach you both something. Now, go to your next class and don't forget to get a hall pass."
Freddy scowled and stormed out of the room and, after a short pause, Jason followed the other out. This school was a scary place. He wanted his mother. The shorter boy turned to him from the receptionist's desk, he handed him a hall pass and grabbed his arm. "Eh retar-Jason, we're late for class." After no response from the other, Freddy grumbled and started dragging the other down the hall.