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Max POV

As we sat in the office, waiting for the principal to invite us in, Fang leaned over and whispered, "I'm sorry I got you into this."

I snapped, "I got myself into this. But, think what you want."

Before our fight had gotten very far, the sports director and soccer coach had split us up. Then, they had led us in here to face our fate. I was having so much fun, now.

Presently, the principal called, "Okay, the four of you can come in now. The coach and sports director came out and we took their seats. The principal folded his hands and started, "Well, we generally have a fight at a sports fight once or twice a year, but it's rare to have three boys and a girl involved. Care to explain?"

Translation: explain or I will jump to conclusions and those conclusions couldn't possibly be worse than the truth.

Sam went first, "I was kissing M-Kate and then Nick came up and shoved me. After that, Aaron decided to join our fight."

He turned to me, "Kate, did you want Sam kissing you?"

I choked, unsure of what to say. I decided to give away as little as possible. "I don't have a boy-friend."

He nodded as if this was enough. "Nick, why did you assault Sam?"

"That isn't appropriate in public."

"Would you have done the same in an alley?"

Fang didn't respond, but I could tell that he thought the question was too personal. Fang's gaze was intense and the principal moved on, "And why did you join in when you could have walked away so easily, Aaron?"

"If it was about Kate, I didn't want to miss my chance to stake a claim."

EW!

"And if the fight was about you, why did you join, Kate?"

"I was trying to stop them and protect Nick." No! Why can't I just eat my words?

"Hmm, well you will learn that violence is not the best way to do that."

My whole life it has been. Of course, he didn't know that.

"Now, in school on Monday, you will all report to room 193 to serve detention. Your parents or guardians have all been called and will be here to pick you up soon. You may wait in the front office. Have a nice spirit week, next week."

We all shuffled out. I led the way with my head held high, but inside I was so embarrassed. We had created trouble and we'd only been here for two days. Not to mention, there were boys fighting over me and I am not interested in the least and they're making it difficult. Although, I'm pretty sure Fang and I will share a laugh over this later. But I will not let the younger kids know.

When my mother picked us up, she looked quite murderous. Fang and I were silent all the way home. So was she. We went into the house, but before we could disappear down the hall, she called, "In the kitchen. Now. If you protest it gets worse."

We obeyed. I have a feeling that I will have trouble asserting my control here.

In the kitchen we sat at the table and she stood over us. It showed that she was boss and would not take an argument. She stated, "You two are in big trouble." Shock. "Any daughter of mine should not be fighting with those who are weaker than her. And about that. Now, I don't know if Jeb ever gave you The Talk, but you are about to receive it because I will not house so many teenagers and run that risk." Oh, crap. We learned about this from the TV. We never had to go through that torture. Mom really knows the best way to punish us.

Fang, still amazingly emotionless, asked, "What about Iggy?" Or maybe he isn't so secure this time.

My mom explained, "Oh, I'm about to go get Iggy and Ella and the book. This isn't your punishment though."

I felt all of the blood rush out of my face. But no worries, it would be back soon enough and then my whole face would be pink. I hate pink.

How was that? By the way Max isn't scared, just mortified. I think I'll do the next chapter from Fang's POV.

What punishment should Dr. Martinez give them?

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