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A/N: FK ZS

Chapter 7

I walked to school that morning. Why? Because I didn't feel like riding with the world's biggest bitch. And, I needed time to be by myself. To think. How I wish I had never been born, how I wish I could have different parents…

Isn't this kind of thing like… illegal? Don't kids get sent to foster homes because of this crap? My side was bruised, and I had a mark on the side of my face. Great, it was starting to become obvious.

When I arrived at the school I saw Zack and Katie standing in front of the school, talking. I walked up to them, "Hey."

"What happened to you?"

"Him."

"Oh my gosh." Katie hugged me.

"Ow! Watch the side."

Katie looked at me, "Huh?"

I lifted my shirt, to show them the huge bruise on my side.

"Freddy!" I put my shirt down. "You have to report him!"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"If I report him, I'll have to leave."

"Yes! And you get nicer parents."

"You don't get it do you Katie?"

"What don't I get?"

"I'll leave. I won't go here anymore. I'll be away from you."

Then it hit her, "Wow…"

I nodded, "Yeah…" I then saw Hannah's car pull up. She got out and walked up to me, she pushed me to the side, making sure I landed on my bruised side.

"She's taking after him." I muttered as I pulled myself off the ground, she walked in the house.

Zack glared at my sister, "That is not right."

"No crap." We began to walk into the school, we had core first.

Eric walked up to me, why was it he always bothered me first thing in the morning, "Oh, look who decided to make an appearance today."

"Shut the fuck up."

"What're you going to do about it Scarface?"

Keep back the anger. Keep it back. Okay, this was not working. Suspension would be worth it. I formed a fist with my left hand, drew back and punched him in the stomach. Bottling my emotions wasn't working.

Everyone around was taken aback, I didn't get in any fights for a whole day, and now I came back from skipping with a scar on my face and starting shit. They had no idea what was going on.

I punched him again. I kept going, nothing was going to stop me.

I felt a hand pull me back. "Let go of me!"

"Freddy! Chill out!" It was Zack. "You can't get suspended."

"That jerk's going to pay."

Zack dragged me to Ms. Winston's room. Katie, Marta, Gordon, and Summer followed. Marta, Gordon, and Summer were in shock. They had no idea what was going on, why would they? I had only told 2 people. Those 2 were Zack and Katie.

I sat in my desk, staring at the clock, school had already started and I wanted to go home. Maybe I could skip again… No. No teachers would give me any passes anymore… Not after yesterday.

Ms. Winston walked in the room, actually smiling. "Mr. Jones."

"What do you want?"

"Mr. Sands wants to talk to you."

"Yee fricking ha." I stood up and walked out of the room. I looked down at the front doors, security guard was there. I shrugged, I might as well go take my punishment. I walked to Mr. Sands' office. I sat in the blue chair that basically had my imprint in it.

The secretary looked at me, "You haven't been here in so long." She said, "The chair was starting to lose your form." She looked at my face, "What happened?"

"Nothing…" I said, sighing.

Mr. Sands came out, "Mr. Jones. Come on in."

I walked in and sat in the chair in front of the desk.

"I'm assuming you know why you're here?"

"Y- No." I told him the truth, "I have absolutely no idea why I'm here."

"Well, I'll just have to tell you then. First of all, because of the stunt you pulled yesterday. And second of all, your fight in the hallway this morning. And don't start that 'I don't start them I get dragged in.' thing with me. I'm not going to fall for it. Our cameras saw you pounce on Mr. Burns."

Enough chit chat what's my punishment? Suspension? Detention?

"A punishment fit for the crime, 5 day ISS."

That was a new one. Seriously.

"I'll see you to the Air Room."

"I'm starting right now?"

"Yes."

He walked me to the air room. A room with bright white walls, a few kids I knew, a few I didn't, and a teacher. I was still in school, but this… this was… wow.

The teacher was Mr. Robins. He was my math teacher. I noticed that everyone was talking. So I went over to Frankie, "What'd you do?" I asked.

"Winston got pissed at me and sent me. You?"

"Long story."

"Anything to do with you skipping yesterday?"

"How the hell does everyone know?"

"On the announcement system Sands said 'If anyone sees Fredrick Jones call the main office immediately. Any adults who can at the moment, search the halls.'"

"Didn't know I was that important."

"Sands enjoys the torment of students by sticking them in this dump he calls a school."

"Ha. He enjoys my torment more than anyone's."

"Can't say you're wrong."

Here I was, talking to Frankie, he had been my best friend up until 5th grade. Then the band happened, and Zack and I became best friends, leaving Frankie in the dust. Ever since then Frankie had been getting in a lot of trouble. It just felt weird hanging out with him.

I looked at him, "You know Sands has cameras in the school?"

"Damn, are you serious?"

"Like I'd lie about that?"

"True… But how'd you find out?"

"He told me."

"When?"

"When he sent me here for the day. And the next 5 school days after this."

"Damn…"

"Yup…"

"You know, you're lucky he hasn't given you Saturday detention yet."

"I know! He started with detentions, then suspensions, now this. That'll probably be next."

"Yeah. Probably."

The bell rang for lunch. Zack came in.

I raised an eyebrow, "What the hell…"

Zack walked over to us. "Hey…"

"I say it again, what the hell…"

"Food fight…"

"You started?"

"Yeah…"

"So now you're stuck in ISS during lunch?" Frankie asked him, an eyebrow raised.

"You're smarter than you look."

"Shut up Mooneyham." Frankie retorted, a bit annoyed that Zack had come in during our rather interesting conversation.

"Chill out Frankie!" I said, not wanting a fight to break out between my best friend, and my former best friend. Someone would find a way to drag my name into it, and I'd get in more trouble.

Frankie glared at Zack and sat back down. "Hey, what happened to your face?" He asked, just now noticing.

I looked at him, "Nothing."

"You sure?"

"I think I'd know what happened to my own face."

"Whatever man. Just asking."

Mr. Robins looked at us, "Frankie. Your time is up, you can go back to class."

And with that, Frankie was gone. Zack left too, seeing as lunch was now over.

I was once again alone. Maybe someone I knew would come in, but for now…

I laid my head on the desk and went to sleep. There was nothing else to do.

---Dream---

"ISS? How the hell could you get ISS? You're always messing up Fredrick David Jones! You are a disgrace to this family." His voice rang through the bedroom.

"You made me this way!" Freddy screamed from the bed.

"I did no such thing!" He picked Freddy up and threw him to the ground, smacked him repeatedly. He then pulled him up, "You are going to be in so much trouble when I'm through with-"

---End Dream---

I woke up suddenly. "That was awkward." I looked up at the clock. It was 2:30. School was getting out. I walked out of the room and ran to Katie and Zack, "I survived!"

"Yay!" Katie hugged me.

I didn't mention the dream. That would be just too awkward.

Summer came over to us, "Hey! It's Friday. This means 48 hours of parties and shopping and-"

I tuned her out. My weekend would be 48 hours of pain, suffering, and crying. Yeah, sounds about right…

I walked home again. Dad's car was in the driveway, as was Mom's. As was Hannah's. Whoa… Hannah didn't leave school until 3:30. How was she home now?

I walked into the house. Dad's voice was the first one heard. "Hannah! How could you? I always thought you were the good one-" He was going to go on. But he saw me. "Fredrick! Upstairs."

He wasn't a man to mess with, so I obeyed, going upstairs and to my room. Beginning on my homework. And seeing as my father is a rather loud person, I could still hear him.

"We thought you were setting an example for your brother! And I guess we were right!" There was a pause, in which I'm guessing Hannah said something, I couldn't hear her. Then the tornado of rage started again, "Don't even deny Hannah Jones! You get home an hour before school even lets out! And then expect us to believe that you had an early dismissal! I'm going to guess that you are setting an example for your brother. You're the one influencing him to skip. Get upstairs! Now!"

And that was when Hannah got caught.

((Yes. I realize that his flashback's and dreams are in third person. I don't know why I did that. I just felt like it.))
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