The Principal looked down at the two people seated in front of her desk.
She moved her eyes slowly from the sour faced, insolent looking girl on her right, to the man on her left who had an 'I spend too much time in this office' look on his face. Finally and inevitably, the Principal spoke.
"Mindy Macready! You're thirteen, am I right - about to be fourteen next month?"
"Yes!" I replied, a little too insolently.
I was only here to please Marcus and doing my utmost to behave, but it wasn't easy and this old shrew just riled me up inside every time she opened her thin lipped mouth!
"Mindy, we talked about this. Less of the attitude!" Marcus said quietly, but firmly.
I rolled my eyes and kept my mouth shut, despite wanting to say something that I would definitely end up regretting.
"Quite right, Mr Williams." The Principal said from her chair on the other side of the desk. "How long is it that Mindy has been living with you?"
"About two years and three weeks."
"It is of concern to me that she still hasn't settled properly into school life and now this!"
'This' was the result of a boy who didn't know when to shut his fucking mouth – so I had shut it for him! Apparently that didn't go down too well with the dried up old hag on the other side of the desk and she had called Marcus – I was fucking livid and Marcus knew it. I was fairly certain that Marcus was very worried that I might flip out and kill somebody! Not done that in quite a while, but I still knew how, damn it!
"Now – Mindy has some anger issues that need working out!"
I glared at the Principal and felt my 'anger issues' getting worse. The urge to kill was there - I felt my fists clenching and my nails digging into my palms – the pain helped me to keep my anger in check. I knew that I shouldn't have smacked that immature little fuck, but I would only allow myself to be pushed so far and he had damn well asked for my fist... That was how I worked out my anger issues – by hitting people, hard and normally hard enough to kill!
"Yes, Mindy has had an episode or two and yes, there are some issues still to be resolved, but we are working on that – aren't we Mindy?"
I took a deep breath or two, before replying.
"Yes, I am working out my issues," I replied, smiling sweetly, but dripping insincerity!
"Indeed! Now, the boy you attacked – you could have killed him, hitting him like that!"
"I could have, yes, but I didn't!" I retorted and I felt Marcus' hand on mine. Too far!
"You young people – if only you could experience what it felt like to actually kill a person and then have to suffer the guilt – if you experienced that feeling, then you'd never do it. I hope that you will never experience what it is like to kill or badly maim somebody."
I bit my lip as I almost laughed and I tried to hide the smirk on my face. I could swear that Marcus almost chuckled and I heard him clearing his throat, uncomfortably, as a distraction! I would so love to 'badly maim somebody' right now!
"You need discipline Miss Macready! Something to focus your mind. I understand that your mother died in child birth and your father died two years ago. Was the death of your father violent?"
"Very!" I replied, feeling the anger building again.
"How did he die?"
"He burnt!"
"Were you there?"
"I got there just before he died - but I couldn't save him!" I replied truthfully.
"Did somebody do it, or was it an accident?"
"He was tortured, before he died!" I growled and I think Marcus sensed the danger, as I felt his hand squeezing mine, hard.
"Did – were the perpetrator's caught and punished?"
I looked directly into the Principal's eyes and smiled darkly.
"Oh yes, they were punished – they will never do anything at all again..."
The principal looked a little uneasy, but recovered quickly.
"That is good. I believe that this traumatic event is the root of your anger. Was your life ordered, when you lived with your father?"
"Pretty much, I was always learning new things," I said with a smile. "He had a strict routine."
"Useful things?"
"Oh, yeah!" Martial Arts, firearms, knives, explosives, and killing – the list could go on!
"Have you been able to put what your father taught you into practice, very much?"
"You could say that!" I replied with a smirk. I was beginning to enjoy this, but I could sense Marcus wasn't; it was getting a little too close to the truth!
"I don't think that you are taking this seriously, young lady!" The Principal said, raising her voice.
Enough was enough!
"No, I am not! Why the hell should I sit here listening to an old battle-axe prattle on about useless crap?" I demanded.
I could have sworn that Marcus almost turned white! The Principal – well I thought she might be about to have a heart attack. Finally, and unfortunately, she found her voice – death was too good for her, I decided!
"Mr Williams, please control your daughter! I will not be spoken to like that by an obviously spoilt little girl who knows absolutely nothing about how the world works. She has no skills and absolutely no desire to learn any," The Principal ranted. "Mr Williams, as a parent you need to be more pro-active in looking after this girl; I don't think that you are doing enough!"
The hideous old hag had gone to fucking far now! Nobody, insults Marcus in front of me!
"Hey! Don't you fucking dare, talk to Marcus like that!" I yelled. "Marcus is doing everything that he can and I know that I don't always respect that, but I won't have some old crone talking down to him!"
"That's another thing! This foul-mouthed young girl has a language problem! I will not have language like that used in this school and never in front of me..."
"Go fuck yourself! Maybe that's what you need you loathsome bitch – go find a dripping cock and shove it up your fucking dried up cunt!"
"GET OUT!"
"Mindy, you could have shown some restraint in there!" Marcus said angrily, as we got in the car.
"I did!"
"How?"
"The bitch is still alive!" I replied.
"Mindy, I – never mind!"