I'm having a burnout. It's severe and it won't go away. Anyone know any cures?

There's a bit of a feel good moment in here that I hope brightens everyone's day. I'm also going to focus solely on this fic until i finish it. I plan it to actually be longer than the first one. How it got to be that way i'll never know.

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After having more flashbacks than he could count, TJ could safely say that he was having a very good day with all things considered. After his last appointment with Dr. Million, he didn't have any flashbacks at all. This made him happy because he was able to sleep, focus, and was in an overall better mood the next morning. Still, there was an overbearing feeling that something was going to go wrong that he couldn't quite shake.

He tried to tell himself that nothing could be worse than what he went through, and that the person who caused it has been locked away, never to be the light of day again. So he tried to ignore that feeling and carried on with his day as normal as he possibly could.

When he arrived in front of school with a smile on his face his friends asked him what exactly made him so happy. He told them that he didn't really know why, but that he did not want to ruin it. With that he led the way into the school.

During class TJ thought about what Dr. Million had told him about the flashbacks being his minds way of sorting through what happened to him and how he need to have a clean bill of mental health. He began to think that the sooner the flashbacks stop, the sooner he would be labeled as healthy. And his flashbacks didn't happen at all today; that could mean he was getting better faster than expected. Maybe he wouldn't have to go to therapy as much as they wanted him to.

Once recess came around, TJ found that he was easily capable of doing the things that he missed out during the last few months. With his friends he was able to play pranks, execute plans, and they even managed to squeeze in a game of kickball. So now he was sitting in class, trying to grasp the concepts that were being presented to the entire class.

Just as quickly as his day became like a slice of heaven, it plummeted back down to Earth once the intercom came on.

"TJ Detweiler to the principal's office," Said the voice over the intercom.

Once his name was called it was met with protest from everyone in the class except himself. He didn't know what to think. He hadn't done anything to get in trouble today. And besides, who would even be in the principal's office? Prickley was in jail; maybe they hired someone else? Not paying attention to what the other students were saying in his defense, TJ stood up and headed towards the office.

Opening the door to the principal's office he hesitantly took a few steps in. The curtains were pulled back and plenty of light poured in from the outside, making the room much more welcoming than the last time his was there. Closing the door he walked towards the desk and looked at who was sitting there; a 40-something year old man whose black hair that was showing signs of graying.

"TJ Detweiler?" the man asked.

"That's me…." Said TJ, keeping his head down out of habit.

"I'm the new principal here," Said the man. "My name is Principal Morris. Before I came here they told me what happened in here."

"T-they did?"

"Yes. And I thought that I would introduce myself to you before the other students." Said Principal Morris.

"….w-why?"

"Because I want you to know that I would never do anything like the last principal did," He said. Walking in front of his desk, Morris stopped in front of the child and kneeled down to his height. "He's gone now, and I promise you that nothing like that will ever happen here again."

"….I don't know if I can trust you…" Said TJ.

"That's okay. I want to do what I can to gain that trust from you."

"….have you looked at student records yet?" TJ asked him.

"No, why?"

"There's something in them that I don't want to get in trouble for..."

"And you want me to take it out of your records?" Said Principal Morris as he stood up. "Is that it?" TJ nodded. "You know I'm not allowed to do that. Once it's in your records it has to stay. But I suppose that I can do this one favor." Walking over to the grey metal filing cabinets, he started to open them, looking for his folder. "What exactly are you looking for?"

"Well, it's not just me, sir," TJ said to him. "It's my friends too. It's just that the reason I didn't tell was because he said that there was enough on our records to get us expelled and that if I told anyone what he was doing that the new principal would see our records and expel us."

"Hmm, what are your friends last names?"

"Spinelli, LaSalle, Grundler, Blumberg, and Griswold," He said. After a few minutes of looking through the cabinets, Principal Morris brought over six folders with labels that had the children's names on it. One of the files was significantly larger than the others; TJ thought that it was undoubtedly his.

"So you want me to clear some of the things from these files," Said Morris, looking through one of the files. "Is that what you're asking?"

"Yes sir."

"Let's see here," said Morris looking through the files. "You play a lot of pranks….."

"Yeah, it's sort of a talent of mine," TJ said with a smile. "I'm really good at it." One look from Principal Morris told him that he said the wrong thing. "I shouldn't have said that…" Moments passed without either one of them talking. TJ was beginning to think that this wasn't going to work. The guy seemed nice enough, but he didn't know much about him; for all he knew he could just be leading him on to say that he wasn't going to let him and his friends off the hook and that they were in in big trouble.

"You see this?" Morris asked, getting TJ's attention. Looking up TJ could see that he held a bunch of papers from the individual files in his hand.

"I see it, sir."

"Good. And now you don't." Principal Morris then threw the papers in the trash bin next to his desk. "That's my gift to you and your friends, TJ. A fresh start. Now it's like you never got in trouble at all. We'll just pretend that those pranks never happened."

"R-really?"

"Really." Said Morris. "Now you get back to class and be sure to tell your friends they have nothing to worry about. Okay?"

"Okay. Thanks Principal Morris." With a smile we waved the new principal goodbye and walked back to class.

RandallXSpinelli: I can't tell you. I really can't without spoiling it. I wish I could but I simply can't. But it'll be in a few chapters. And the good thing is I'm going to focus on this one fic before finishing the others so the updates should come faster.

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