Bess Woodville- Thank you for your review! I'm so glad you like this! :-D

Madianna- Mercutio is just crazy! But he's amazing, too!

George, Richard's brother, is going to be called Clarence towards the end of this chapter and the rest of the story, because George Milton will appearing and it will get very confusing…

Enjoy, friends! :-D

Hal jumped about excitedly. He, Richard, George, (after they'd found him) Mercutio, Benvolio and Romeo all walked together in one big group down the corridor. Richard was chatting with Romeo and Benvolio, but his hand was gripped tightly on George's arm, so that he wouldn't run off again. George sulked, but he listened eagerly to Hal and Mercutio's conversation.

Just as they were approaching the door, they smiled at two figures walking towards them. "George M, Lennie!" Hal cried, waving at them frantically. "How are ya?"

The smaller figure of the two, wearing a brown cowboy hat very low over his face, looked up at them and gave a small smile. He looked up at the other one, much taller, bigger and stronger looking than him, who clutched at him anxiously with a big bear paw like hand and hid behind him, looking out scared, before hiding again behind his friend, who rolled his eyes and smiled at the group.

"Hi guys…" George said, waving his hand back in reply, before turning to the bigger boy hiding behind him and pulling him forward in one swift moment. Lennie stumbled and let out a surprised yelp. He tried to hide behind George again, but George pushed him forward. "Say hello, Lennie," he hissed. "Be polite and greet our friends."

Lennie gulped and slowly stepped forward to greet the group, who stood there smiling and waiting. "H-h-hello g-guys." he stuttered, leaning over to shake Richard's free hand.

"Careful, Lennie!" George warned, grabbing him suddenly. 'Don't shake his hand too hard!"

Lennie nodded.

"Okay, George."

Lennie leaned over again and shook Richard's hand, but gently. "Hello, Richard…" he smiled softly. "How are you?"

Richard smiled and patted Lennie on his arm. "Hello, Lennie, I'm fine thank you. Are you having a nice day?"

Lennie looked back over at George, before turning back and smiling and shaking his head eagerly, his eyes shining. "Yeah!" he chirped. "Me and George are doing everything together today!"

The group smiled and laughed. Richard patted Lennie's arm again. "That's good, Lennie, that's good."

Lennie retreated back to George's side, who smiled at him and placed his hand firmly on his shoulder, before turning to smile at the group. "Thanks guys…" he said.

"Ooh! Is little Lennie-Wennie being a good boy for Georgy-Worgy?" The friendly atmosphere was shattered as a sneering voice reached their ears. The group of now eight turned to see Edouard- Prince as he was known- standing before them, Somerset, Clifford and the Capulet boys standing around him.

Lennie cowered behind George, who stood protectively in front of him. The rest of them simply glared at him.

Richard growled. "What do you want, Prince?"

Edouard's eyes gleamed with glee. "Now, now, Richard, be civil. Your girlfriend wouldn't like it now, would she?"

Richard growled at him in response and clenched his fists tightly.

"Shut it…"

"Ooh! Gloucester's told me to shut it!" Prince cooed, turning to face his group of allies. "Hunchback boy's told me to shut it!"

The allies laughed, pointing at Richard and jeering at him.

Mercutio, standing beside Hal, and standing on a bench, leapt off and strode over to the bully, his eyes narrowed and glinting dangerously. He tapped him on the shoulder. Prince, still laughing, turned round to face him.

THWACK!

Mercutio's fist collided with Prince's face and sent him staggering backwards, and Somerset and Clifford caught him.

"That's for calling my friends names…" the teen growled, his breathing large and heavy. He flexed his fists and turned and walked back to Hal' s side, his posture proud and defensive.

Benvolio grabbed Mercutio's arm. "Are you nuts!?" he hissed in his ear. "That was Prince you just hit- Edouard- the heir to Lancaster! He'll kill you now!"

Mercutio turned a steady gaze to Benvolio's frightened one and squeezed his hand comfortingly. He was no longer goofing around. For once, he was being serious about something.

"I'll be okay, Benvolio…" he whispered. "I don't care who he is, he made fun of Richard, George, and Lennie, and he had it coming. I'd do the same for you too."

That stunned Benvolio, and he only squeezed Mercutio's hand tightly as a thank you. Mercutio smiled but then frowned as he heard Prince's yell.

"You gay bastard!" he fumed, staggering to his feet. "I'll kill you for this!"

"See?!" Benvolio whispered again. "I said he would!"

Mercutio said nothing.

The room was silent, spare Edouard's angry breathing, and everyone looked at the two teens anxiously, wanting to see what would happen, who would draw the next move.

Then Lennie laughed nervously, and the room sparked into life again.

"What you laughing at, you mentally retarded bastard?!"

Lennie looked up, suddenly scared and frightened. "N-nothin'!" he stammered. "N-nothin, I swear I ain't!"

Princes rounded up on him. "You laughin' at me?"

"N-no!"

"No son of a bitch is gonna laugh at me!"

"I wasn't! George, tell 'im I-"

THWACK!

Lennie was sent sprawling across the locker room, and he collided heavily into the bins and the wall.

"You spoilt, bullyin', mama's boy, bastard!" George cried, leaping onto Prince's back, his hands wrapped tightly around the taller boy's neck. "You hurt Lennie, I'll kill ya!"

Edouard's arms flailed around, trying to get George off of him, but George was strong and clung on, his legs waving around as Prince spun around frantically.

Richard ran over to see if Lennie was alright and Hal and Mercutio looked at each other, grinned, and leapt onto Prince as well, shouting in unison "Dog Pile!" and laughing as they did, which resulted in a large crash on the floor.

Fists and punches were aimed at Edouard's face, and Mercutio kicked at his nose, making a cracking noise and blood fly out all over him, but the boy merely laughed and continued to kick and punch him, a large smile on his face.

Hal tugged at his hair and spat at him, laughing gleefully as their victim cried out and howled in pain at their attacks, and he kicked him hard in between his legs, resulting in a large ear-piercing scream from Prince which made Hal laugh even harder.

George, in the meantime, howled in pain as Edouard crushed him with his back. Prince had fallen on top of him when he Mercutio and Hal had leapt at him, and now he couldn't get free.

The Allies and the Gang watched in horror at the attack. Who was going to stop this?!

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!"

Everyone turned to see Headmaster Warwick storm into the room in angry strides, Benvolio and Richard following quickly behind him.

Romeo could see Anne, Isabel, Hermia, Juliet and Kate behind the two boys, each with gasps of horror on their faces.

"Hal!" Kate gasped.

"George!" Anne yelled.

"Mercutio!" Hermia cried.

"PRINCE!" Warwick fumed. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, NOW?!"

Hal and Mercutio clambered to their feet and off of Edouard, who wined in pain. George let out a yowl.

Warwick's eyes widened and he rushed over and pushed Prince off of George. He looked at the boy up and down before whipping his head round on Prince, who was rubbing his legs and wincing as he did so.

"Edouard, what did you do to George?!"

"What did I do?! What did they do?!" Prince yelled in anger, pointing his finger at Hal and Mercutio, who glared at him in pure hate.

Warwick looked back and forth at the two.

"What is going on?" he asked, shaking his head.

He turned to Benvolio. "You're a good student, Benvolio," he said. "What happened here?"

Benvolio looked at the floor, before he looked backup at the headmaster and spoke.

"Richard, Hal, Mercutio, Romeo and I were walking down the corridor with George." He pointed to George, standing by Richard and Isabel. Warwick frowned.

"Which one?" he asked, confused.

"Richard's brother."

"Oh." Warwick sighed. "You, Clarence. I'm going to call you that now; it's just too confusing. There are too many George's in this school!"

Clarence waved at him, grinning. "That's me! Clarence! Hooray!"

Warwick shook his head. "Continue, Benvolio." He said.

"We met George and Lennie here at the locker area. We said hello, and then Edouard came out of nowhere with his gang and started making fun of them. He called Richard 'Hunchback boy', and Mercutio punched him for it.

"Did you, Mercutio?"

Mercutio bit his lip nervously, but then nodded. "I did. And he had it comin'! He should have just left us alone!" he cried.

Warwick nodded. "Then what?" he asked.

"Edoaurd called him a 'Gay bastard', and that he was 'going to kill him for this'. Everyone was silent, and then Lennie laughed nervously- he was scared, sir- he wasn't laughing at anyone, but Edouard hit him for it, and Lennie went flying across the room and landed against the bins and the wall- he could have really hurt him, sir!"

Warwick nodded, and looked around. "Where is he? Where's Lennie?"

Benvolio pointed to a lump over by the corner, cowering in fear with its hands over its face. Warwick strode over to him calmly, and gently went down to his level and tapped him on the shoulder. "Lennie…" he whispered. "Are you alright?"

The hands slowly moved away, and Warwick gasped when he saw the damage on the poor boy's face. Blood caked the cheeks and the nose, his eyes were red and swollen, and cuts and bruises covered his hands and the rest of him, his blond hair tattered and messy.

"George…" he whispered. "I want George."

"What?" Warwick leaned forward to hear him, "What did you say?"

"I WANT GEORGE!" Lennie screamed, the volume of his voice knocking the headmaster backwards onto his back. "I WANT GEORGE!"

The terrified teen looked around frantically. "George?! Where are you, George?!"

George came strolling forward in one swift moment and took Lennie into his arms, rocking him backwards and forwards gently to soothe him. He stroked his hair and murmured soft words, and kissed the top of his head. Lennie whimpered and cried into George's brown jacket, clutching at it tightly and desperately.

Warwick watched and turned back to the others, who watched in silent horror. Even the Allies weren't laughing.

"What happened next, Benvolio?" he whispered very quietly, so that the sobbing boy couldn't hear him.

"George leapt at Prince and Prince tried to shake him off of him by swinging around, but George stayed on, and Richard went over to check on Lennie," Benvolio explained. "And Hal and Mercutio laughed and attacked Prince too. George ended up being squashed by him, because he fell over onto the floor. Mercutio kicked and punched at him, and Hal spat at him and pulled at his hair. They were both laughing and were enjoying it."

Warwick turned to look at the guilty pair, who looked at the floor, but were smiling.

"Richard and I ran off to get help, and we met you, sir. That's what happened…"

Benvolio finished his story and looked at the floor.

"I believe you, Benvolio…" Warwick stated softly. He turned to Hal and Mercutio, who were still grinning, and motioned them to come to him, which they did.

"You two, come with me to my office, I want a word with the both of you." He turned to Prince. "You too, Edouard." He turned to George, who was still tending to Lennie. "I'll come for you and Lennie later- he's not in trouble," and George nodded.

Warwick turned to the two groups. "Off to your forms. Now. All of you." He ordered, and they nodded.

Warwick grabbed Hal and Mercutio by the collars of their clothes and stormed off to his office, Prince trailing miserably behind him.

The other children looked at one another before they turned and headed towards their form rooms, no one saying anything.

The only people left in the room were George and Lennie, and the sound of crying and gentle shushes were the only things that could be heard…

DUN, DUN, DUNNN! A fight!

POOR LENNIE!

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