A/N: Thanks for all the reviews for the previous chapter. I really appreciate them. I'm sorry, it took me a little longer to update this. Please enjoy this next chapter.

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"It's JJ. Remember? My friends call me, JJ and you're my friend," JJ sat down across from Elizabeth. "I called Mr. Benson a jerk. So he sent me here."

"I see," said Elizabeth. "Would you like to tell me why you called Mr. Benson a jerk?"

There was a bowl of candy on the corner of Elizabeth's desk. JJ leaned forward in her chair and grabbed a handful of candy. "Can I have some of this," she asked, before sitting back.

"Of course. Help yourself," said Elizabeth.

JJ sat back in her chair. "Thanks," she said. "Mr. Benson made Stephen cry. And he's very rude. So, that's why I called him a jerk," she explained.

"Why did he make Stephen cry," there was concern in Elizabeth's voice.

"Because Stephen talked without raising his hand or getting permission first. And Mr. Benson told him he had to spend today's recess, writing the sentence, 'I will raise my hand before I speak.', three hundred times," JJ explained. "Jason told Mr. Benson, he didn't think it was fair of him to punish Stephen, without giving him a warning, first. And I think Jason is right."

"I can understand that," Elizabeth agreed. "Stephen should have gotten a warning, first. Maybe I can talk to Mr. Benson and try to convince him let Stephen off the hook, just this once."

"I also have to write the same sentence as Stephen too," said JJ. "Plus, I have to write, 'I will not call the teacher mean names.', three hundred times. But I told Mr. Benson that I'm still gonna call him a jerk. If he's gonna be mean to us, then I'm gonna be mean to him."

"Well, I don't think that's really gonna help solve anything," said Elizabeth. "And maybe I could also talk to him about letting you off the hook, too. You ready to go back to class? I'll walk with you."

"Okay, but before I go back, do you have a pen and piece of paper, I could borrow," JJ asked. "I need to write something."

"Of course," Elizabeth handed a piece of paper and pen, to JJ.

JJ quickly wrote something down and then folded the piece of paper. "Okay, now I'm ready to go back," she said. "Oh, here's your pen back," she handed the pen over to Elizabeth, who then thanked her.

Damien was in the process of teaching the class, when there was suddenly a knock at the door. He sat his teacher's book down onto his desk and turned to the children and said, "If anyone speaks or gets up out of their seat, while I'm answering the door, you'll be writing sentences, during the next three days of recess. Do you all understand?"

"Yes," the children said, very clearly.

The children remained seated and silent, as Damien answered the door. When Damien opened the door, he saw Elizabeth and JJ, standing outside in the hall. He greeted Elizabeth with a, "Hello, Principal Prentiss. It's nice to see you." He then glared at JJ and said, "I see that you've decided to come back to class. I hope you've learned to behave, properly."

Without saying a word, JJ handed the folded piece of paper to Damien. Unfolding the paper, he silently read to himself. On the paper, JJ had written the following…

"You don't like me, and I don't like you. Until you can learn how to be nice to people and not treat them like they don't matter, I will not talk to you."

Signed,

Jennifer Jareau

Damien refolded the piece of paper and said, "Thank you for this note, Jennifer. Now how about you get back to your seat?"

JJ brushed past Damien and made her way towards her desk.

"Mr. Benson, may I speak with you, for a moment," Elizabeth asked.

"Sure," said Damien. He closed the door behind him, as he and Elizabeth stood outside in the hall.

"JJ told me that she had called you a jerk."

"That's right. She did."

"Well, she also told me that her reason for calling you that, was because you punished Stephen Walker, without giving him a warning, first," Elizabeth continued.

"That's right," said Damien. "I did. I don't tolerate speaking without raising your hand first."

"Look, I understand that," Elizabeth agreed. "but I also understand the children's point of view too. Punishing a child, without giving them a warning first, just doesn't seem reasonable."

"These kids are all old enough by now to understand the rules," said Damien, defending his actions. "When you speak without raising your hand, there will be consequences."

"But when it's a first time offense, you should first give them a warning," Elizabeth tried to reason with him.

"I don't believe in warnings," said Damien. "I expect these kids to be on their best behavior, at all times. And if they hate me for it, then too bad. I'm not here to be friends with them. I'm here to teach them, and that's it."

Elizabeth sighed in aggravation. "I give up," she said as she turned and walked away.

When Damien walked back into the class room, the students were still seated and very silent. "Wow, you all can follow directions," he sarcastically said. He then held up the folded piece of paper, JJ had given him and said, "Oh and Jennifer, this little note that you gave me, you can forget about it. There's no way that I'm going to give into your demands. So… just deal with it."

JJ was hurt by Damien's words, but dared not let it show, as she ignored him. If she cried, then she would know that he had won. And she wasn't about to give him that satisfaction. This is gonna be the worst year, ever. She thought to herself. She couldn't wait for the last day of school to arrive. And she just knew all her friends were thinking the same thing, too.

"Okay, without any further interruptions, let's get back to learning," said Damien.

End of chapter four. So… What did you all think? Did you love it? Hate it? Were you unbiased about it? Well, however you felt about it, please tell me, by leaving me some reviews. I would really appreciate it, if you did. Chapter five will be up as soon as possible.