"Man, that was intense." Erasa softly spoke.
"Sure was. Gohan gave Matthew a pretty good hiding. Are you embarrassed that your boyfriend got beat so easily by such a dork, Videl?" Bella asked.
"Hmm, what?" Videl said, the question bringing her from deep within her thoughts. "Not really." She answered quickly.
"What's going on between the two of you anyway, you looked like you were about to kiss Gohan back there!" Erasa said, her voice still shrill even after her excitement had died down.
"Nothing, it's nothing." She replied, wondering exactly what was going on between them, because it was most certainly not nothing.
"That would be so funny, don't you think? If Videl slept with Gohan or something." The blonde broke out laughing, on her own.
"I think that she's got a point you know. What if something did happen? Then you'd know what was going on."
"Yeah Videl, if you let something happen, you might actually get over this little thing you have for him, and realise that you shouldn't be attracted to geeks like that." To Videl, Erasa's twisted logic made perfect sense. Maybe if she simply even kissed with Gohan, she might realise what she had in Matthew.
"I'll give you a fifty if you sleep with him before finals, but if you don't, you owe me." Bella said. "Go on, I dare you!"
"But he provoked me! He was going to hit Samantha Flowers. Can you believe that he was about to hit a girl?! And I'm the one in trouble. What the hell is wrong with you?" Gohan 'pleasantly' asked the principal of his school.
For now she coolly ignored his comments that warranted a suspension in their own right, if not expulsion, and continued her 'chat' with him. "I saw the whole thing Gohan."
"Well obviously not if you missed that." He retorted back at her.
"What I saw Mr Son, with my very own eyes was you giving one of our star football players a sound beating, one that seemed just a little unfair in my opinion. Matthew Hamilton is an exemplary student and a fine individual, I find it hard to believe that he would strike a female. You know that his mother is a professor here, his father is a policeman. Perhaps you are too smart for your own good."
She smirked at Gohan, one that he instantly thought looked a little odd. It wasn't quite evil, but it was somewhere along the line. Right now the woman sat in front of him was very near the top of his most hated list. He was abruptly shaken from his thoughts by a knock at the door.
"Come in." The old woman informed the knocker, who entered immediately. Gohan was hardly shocked to see who it was. Mrs Hamilton, the mother of the one he had just fought entered with a look not dissimilar from the headmistress'. He frowned, realising that these two were most definitely in cahoots together, trying to bring him down.
"Mrs Hamilton is a very close friend of mine Mr Son, and as I have demonstrated, I know her son fairly well." Just as he suspected.
"May I ask Gohan, why you would pick a fight with my son?" Gohan was becoming infuriated, having been asked the question over and over again already.
"Because your son is an evil little shit." He replied as calmly as possible.
"How dare you! I have never been so insulted..." Gohan smiled, he had struck a nerve with that one.
"You know that it's true." He continued. "And you know that it is all your fault. You should be proud, you've raised a brilliant young man, capable of future horrors only God knows of." Gohan was actually worried about Matthew's sanity now, after that hideous cackle he had unleashed, seconds after being threatened with death. Gohan knew that that was far from what could be called a normal reaction.
The elder of the two woman piped up. "All I know is that you not only almost broke that poor boy's ankle and arm, but you also threatened to kill him."
"What I said was that I could kill him."
"And you think that makes it better?"
Hmm, maybe not. But still, he would never actually go and kill the guy.
"I'm sorry Gohan, but I'm going to have to suspend you for at least two weeks. That is the minimum that I can enforce for such a serious offence, and I may have to bring in the maximum if you cause any more trouble. You are lucky that Mrs Hamilton won't be involving the police." He looked over at her smug face, and his anger spilled over once again.
"Are you fucking blind!? He has continuously victimised my friends for years, and the one time, the one time that he gets taught a lesson, I get suspended."
"Sadly Mr Son, you have never been able to prove any of these assaults or verbal attacks. I'm beginning to think that you should visit some sort of psychiatrist for your, shall we say, over active imagination." Mrs Hamilton was attempting to stifle her sniggers, and the bitch of a principal had by far the most conceited look he had ever seen before on her face. Just because he was smarter than them, he was victimised by them, the ones who could actually do damage to him by suspending him.
"After everything that I've done for this stupid school!" He shouted at them, and now they looked a little frightened, the smugness erased from their faces. Mrs Deepneau, the principle stood up, however, and faced him.
"Despite your achievements, you may have cost us an entire season's hard work in the..."
"Fucking American Football! Is that all you care about. You ignore the important aspects of the school in favour of that, just because your husband is a washed up pro?"
"That is it Mr Son, I never want to see your face at this school for lessons ever again! You will not return for the final three months of school." She calmed herself a little before continuing. "Of course you will have to return for your final examinations."
"You have got to be kidding me!" He rose slowly, shock written all over his face. What would his mother say? Of course to him, this wasn't a problem, it would be easier to study alone, but his mother would not be too pleased. And as for his friends, who would look after them?
"You should leave right now. I will send work from your teachers with one of the students that lives close to you. Doesn't that girl Videl Satan live next door to you?"