Chapter 2: Moments and memories.

After the fight, T'sha sat in the waiting room that led to the Principle's office. She had her hands folded in her lap, with green blood dripping from her knuckles and the corner of her lip. Under her eyebrow, a slight bruise under her left eye. Jess, the girl she had fought was in the nurse's office with a black eye and a broken arm. T'sha kept her expression neutral when she was questioned by her Principle. Keeping her answers short and curt, she kept her gaze forward. As a result, her father had been called down to the school. When that happened, T'sha stopped talking and kept her gaze forward, not locking eye contact with anyone. Not even her counselor, who tried to get to express what she was feeling. In response, T'sha bit her lip, making her bleed even more. She told her counselor that she was uncomfortable discussing her emotions in front of her. In response, the counselor, a nice lady named Isabelle, just nodded and told her that she would always be free to come and talk to her if she wanted to.

All T'sha did was nod in agreement and thank her counselor.

And now, she was sitting and waiting. As she sat, a set of parents came into the office, holding Jess in between them. Jess scowled at T'sha, who balled her hands into fists, causing the other girl to flinch. The girl's mother, a red head named Louise turned and faced the half Vulcan with a fowl look on her face. "So, you're the little brat who beat up my precious little angel," she said, holding Jess close to her.

With a low growl, T'sha glared at the two women. "Your daughter called my father a traitor. She was the one started the fight," she said as she pointed at the other girl. "She is the one who triggered my anger," she continued as her emotions started to seep into her voice. "She is the one who is racist towards me and my family for no reason for other than the fact that we have pointed ears and are related to a current enemy."
Turning her attention to the father of the girl who had bullied her, she got to her feet. "You should be ashamed of her ," she said as she shifted her gaze back to the mother. "And her mother," she finished, sitting back down and starring at the other two women, who just looked at her in stunned silence. The father, a named named Peter, who was in the same department as her father, just nodded. Starring at the other two women with a stern expression. "We are going to have a family meeting as soon as we get back to our quarters," he said, gesturing towards the door.

As they left, T'sha heard the sound the familiar sound of a familiar set of a boots coming into the room. As she shifted to one seat over for her father to sit next to her. Spock sat straight up, looking at his oldest daughter. Taking in the sight in front of him, it reminded him of his own childhood fights. He took a deep breath, keeping his voice calm and collected. "What happened?" he asked her.

Keeping her eyes forward, T'sha took a deep breath. "She called you a traitor," she said, turning to face her father. Spock gave her a compassionate look. "I could not let that happen," she added .

"I understand," Spock said. T'sha looked at her father. "You.. you do?" she asked as her twin sister, Rachel, came into the the office and sat down next to her sister. Placing an arm around her twin, Rachel also looked at her father. "Yes," she said, "Tell us what happened."

Clearing his throat, Spock took a deep breath. " I, too, was bullied as a child," he started. "Some of my school peers also took pleasure in tormenting me about being half human."

"I let my anger get the better of me," he added quietly. "And I fought them."

"And what happened?" T'sha asked.

"Your Grandfather was sent to my school and talked to me about had happened."

"What did he tell you?" Rachel asked, looking at her father curiously.

Looking at both of his children, Spock let a little bit of reminiscing crept into his voice. "He told me that I am free to choose my own destiny. Something that I am now telling the two of you. You are free to choose your own destiny. Your own life," he told them gently. "The girl who bullied you is one person out of many that will come into your lives. Some will be good and some will not be. She," Spock said, turning and looking at the girl who had bullied his children. "She made her choice and now she must deal with the outcome of her torments."

T'sha felt the corners of her mouth start to tug upward into a smile. She let out a snort. "You should have come earlier," she said quietly. "I gave both Jess and her mother a verbal lashing."

Spock arched an eyebrow, smirking. "I wish I would have been able to see that," he said as the door to the Principle's office swished open. Both Spock and T'sha's expressions became neutral and Spock stood up, placing his arms behind his back and clasping them together as another Vulcan, a woman named T'Pris, walked into the waiting area. "Spock, T'sha, Rachel," She greeted with a flat tone.

Spock nodded, "T'Pris," he greeted in return as T'sha got to her feet. Facing the leader of her education, T'sha relaxed her hands and placed them behind her back, just like her father.

Gesturing to her office, the other Vulcan stepped aside and let the family that she was about to speak with her to step inside. Once Spock and his children were inside, the door closed behind the trio as they went to sit down in the chairs that were next to an elongated clear desk. On Top of which was a personal computer. Around the office were various reminders of their culture. A small statue of the father of logic sat in the corner near a window, out of which the stars went by.

Placing her arms on her desk, T'pris looked at the family that was in front of her. "Perhaps your daughter will tell you what she did not want to tell her counselor," she said. "Or me, for that matter."

"We have already discussed what happened," Spock replied matter of factly.

"What actions are you going to take regarding the situation?" he pressed, taking a breath.

"Detention," T'pris said. "For both girls."

T'sha looked at her principle. "Jess is a racist," she matter of factly. "As is her mother. They look at me in disdain. I am a lesser being to them," she went on. "I do not want to be in the same room as her. She invokes my anger for her own pleasure. She has for some time. And for a time, I took the high ground and I ignored her. Today, she finally touched a nerve. My father is the only parent that I have left and to say what she did," T'sha took a breath, struggling to control her tears. "I am protective of him."

-End of Chapter-