BOOM BABY!

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It took about three guards to drag JJ in the school building and she still fought them the entire way through. While she did so, she couldn't help but glance at all of the things in the school, like the multitude of anti-bullying posters, the lockers and the vending machines around every corner. It was a lot different from her school. But then again, she and her friends basically learned in a smaller room in the executive building of ES. They each had their own desks and Mr. M, or a substitute when he was out of town, stood in the front with the project board to teach them.

The original guard stopped the movement and turned to JJ. "Alright kid, what class are you skipping?"

JJ groaned. "I wasn't skipping class because I don't go here. My mom just brought me here to visit the school, but she had to run and do something."

The second guard gave a little thought to it and pulled out his phone. "We'll see. What's your mother's name?"

"Skye Johnson."

Everyone looked at her with a look of disbelief on their face before they all snickered. The last guard spoke. "Ms. Johnson doesn't have any children. She's been single for years."

JJ rolled her eyes. "I know that but she does have a child and that's me. Call her and see."

The second guard put away his phone. "Ms. Johnson is a very busy woman and she doesn't need to be bothered with this. What class are you supposed to be in?"

"None because I don't go to school here!"

"Right." The last guard scoffed. "Where's your proof?"

JJ groaned again because all of her information is on her phone, which was currently in her dad's pocket. "I don't have it with me."

The original guard smirked. "That's I thought." The guard nods at the others. "Let's take her to Hamilton's."

They dragged her down the hall…again to one of the many gray doors in the building. He knocks on the door and we he heard a faint "come in", the guard swiped his card over the lock screen to the right of the door and it slid open. When they stepped into the room, they were met with a crowd of eyes. JJ glanced around the room and saw posters with equations all over them and containers full of pencils and erasers.

The man in the front of the room turned to the door. "Hello Gentleman, who is this young lady?"

"We found her trying to skip class outside. Since she refuses to tell us where she belongs, we thought we would leave her with you."

The teacher nodded. "Understandable. Go sit over there."

JJ rolled her eyes as she reluctantly went over to where he pointed and sat down as the guards left the room.

"Okay class, can someone tell me about integrals?"

JJ obviously ignored the lesson. She wasn't even supposed to be here and they were trying to force her to learn. Not happening on her watch.

But after a while, the teacher caught on. "Young lady, do you have somewhere better to be?"

JJ smirked. "Yes, anywhere but here." Some of the students snickered, but quickly stopped when Mr. Hamilton looked at them, before looking back at JJ.

"Okay, if you're so smart that you don't need to be here, what's the answer to the question on the board."

JJ glanced over his shoulder and quickly did the problem in her head, before looking back at them. "1652.47773."

The teacher smirked at her. "That is wrong." He turned and went to the answer book. "The real answer is…" He frowned. "1652.47773" He looked at her. "How did you get that, my answer was different?"

"That's because you took the derivative instead of the integral for the third variable, it should 5x to the third, not 30x."

Mr. Hamilton turned to the board and went over his work. He turned back to her. "I guess I did."

As he erased part of his work, the students whispered in amazement. It was no secret that Mr. Hamilton was one of the toughest teachers at school and he just got school by a student.

"Come on." JJ groaned as she kicked the vending machine. After the math class she forced to go to, she followed the students to the cafeteria. Since she didn't have the special card that the students were swiping for food, she had to go to the vending machine, which refused to give her Oreos.

"You need help?"

JJ turned to see a girl with dirty blonde hair standing next to her. She nodded. "Yah, the machine ate my dollar."

The girl smiled sadly at her. "Yay, sometimes this machine has a mind of its own. You just need to know how to speak its language." The girl proceeded to kick the machine, punch the side and kick it once more. The row where the Oreos were placed started moving and dropped the cookies in the tray.

JJ smiled as she took them out. "Thanks."

"No problem." She held out her hand. "Hailey."

JJ shook the hand. "JJ."

"Hey, you wanna come sit with us?"

"Eh… I don't know."

"Come on, I promise none of us bite. Except maybe Drake, but that's because he hits on anything that moves."

"If he hits on me, I'll hit him."

Hailey hooked her arm around JJ's. "Oh, you are gonna fit in nicely."

JJ chucked as she was pulled to the table.

"Guys, this is JJ." Hailey introduced as they sat down. "This is Tony, Raven, Drake and my boyfriend Cody."

"Hey, you're the girl that told off Hamilton." Raven realized. "Props to you."

JJ high-fived the extended hand. "It was easy."

"Believe me it isn't." Tony interrupted. "He's had a huge chip on his shoulder since he came here. Just because he has an accent doesn't make him special."

Cody scoffs. "Says the guy with the accent."

"Hey, I don't let being a brit go to my head."

"You're British?" JJ asked as she took a bite of a cookie.

"Yah, I live here with my aunt Jemma."

JJ nearly choked on her cookie. "Jemma Fitz-Simmons?"

"Yah. She's great."

JJ raises her brow. "So you've been told." JJ got up from the table. "I have to go."

"Wait…"

"Can't you just leave me alone?" The teens turned to see a dirty blonde tween cowering from a redhead.

The blonde sitting next to her stood up. "Yah, just leave us alone."

"Watch who you're talking to Michelle?"

"My name is Mickey."

"Mickey, Stickey whatever." She turned back to her original victim. "As for you Nae-nae, we both know you're just a retarded, graceless piece of shit who should just stop getting in the way of people who have talent. You should go back to the cave where you came from."

"Hey!" JJ interrupts. "You can't talk to her like that."

The girl scoffs and turns around. "I can talk to her any way I want to."

JJ pauses for a moment. The face in front of her is one that she'll never forget. The person who bullied her into leaving public school. "Ashlyn?"

"Argh." Grant groaned as Lincoln sent another batch of electricity through his body.

"You gonna tell us now?" Hunter questioned as he sat in a chair across from him.

"For the last time, I had nothing to do with what Kara did." He spat at him.

"You're lying." Hunter sneered as he threw the chair aside. "You knew what she was going to do to Bobbi."

"I didn't!"

"This is getting us no where." May interrupted. The rest of the team was standing around the circular room, watching the scene take place.

"Unfortunately, " Mack added. "I agree. We have to stop this. What's gonna happen if Tremors…"

Just then, the door to the room flew across the room, narrowly missing Ward's head in the process. In stepped a very pissed off Skye.

"Skye…" Coulson started only to shut up when Skye a Medusa-like glare at him. The Inhuman walked over to Grant and started using her powers to unlock the cuffs they used to attach Grant to the chair. "How did you…"

"Boo." Coulson heard in his mind.

Coulson jumped back to see a young black man smirked in the doorway. "Mike. What have I told you about doing that?"

Mike shrugged. "To not. But when you torture my SO's man, I think I can get a pass."

"Skye, we were just…" Jemma started only to stop when Skye turned her scary gaze to her.

Mike inched into the room. "Believe me. You don't want her to talk to you right now. What she had in mind is not very appropriate … or legal."

"What is she thinking?"

"Something along the lines of taking you to a distant planet, crushing your hearts and leaving you there to rot."

"Oh…"

"Yah." Mike then helped his SO picked Grant and up and helped carry him out of the room.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Skye asked as they sat in the medical wing of the building.

"Skye, I've been through a lot worse. Besides, we both know I deserve it."

"Don't say that. You've changed we both know it. They just got the head up their asses too far to see it." Skye murmured as she wiped the sweat off of his face.

Grant grabbed her hand as kissed the back of it before caressing it as it rested in his lap. "Skye, I don't want to be the thing that ruins your relationship with the team."

Skye gives him a half smile. "It's been strained for a while, you had nothing to do with that. You and JJ are my family… The team is never gonna get in the way of that."

Grant smiled sadly. "Speaking of which, where is JJ?"

The red head recognizes JJ. "O.M.G. It's Jenny the Joke." Ashlyn laughs with her friends.

JJ raises her eyebrow at the 'joke'. "Really after 8 years that's still all you got." JJ smirks. "Guess it shows you're as dumb as you were then."

The whole cafeteria gasps. No one ever speaks to Ashlyn that way, which turned apparent when the redhead glared at her. "What did you say?"

"Oh you didn't hear me." JJ pouted. "Am I speaking too fast for your wittle brain to comprehend?"

Ashlyn stepped up to her. "Listen here Johnson, we both know that you're biting off more than you can chew here. So I suggest you run to whatever sewer you came from." Ashlyn bumped her and she walked around her, leaving JJ to glare at her back.

All of a sudden, Ashlyn tripped over her 3-inch heels and fell backward; her flailing arms hit a tray on a nearby table. The tray leaped into the air and landed on Ashlyn, spilling all of the spaghetti that was on the tray onto her hair and dress. "AH!" She screamed.

Everyone in the cafeteria burst out laughing at the scene, as Ashlyn's posse helped her get off the ground. Ashlyn turned to face her with a furious look on her face. "You did this to me!"

JJ scoffed as she rolled her eyes. "I wasn't standing anywhere near you!"

Everything came to a halt, when the doors to the room slammed open, revealing the bodyguards that grabbed JJ earlier and older Caucasian man with a balding head of gray hair and black horn-rimmed glasses. "What is going on here?"

Ashlyn looked at the door. "Look at what she did to me!" She screeched in her nasally voice as she pointed to JJ.

JJ holds her hands up in surrender. "I didn't touch her!"

"You two, my office now."

Ashlyn stomped out of the cafeteria. JJ followed in suit but not before winking at Naomi, who smiled in return.

"She was right here." Skye said as she and Grant stepped onto the football field. Skye groaned. "They may have thought she was skipping class."

Grant shrugged. "So…"

"The school's really strict about this sort of thing." Skye explained. "Let's go to the principal's office. She may be in there."

The two walked around to the front of the school and went through the front doors. They started walking to the principal's office when they heard "JUST CALL HER!" The parents looked at each other, instantly recognizing their daughter's voice. They ran into the office.

"What's going on here?" Skye demanded. She saw her daughter sitting in front of the principal's desk with a redheaded girl covered in food and a redheaded lady behind her in a black business dress suit. To the sides, there were three school guards.

JJ turned around and sighed in relief. "Mom. Dad."

The redheaded lady turned and glared when she saw Grant. "James." She sneered.

Grant returned the look. "Carol."

Skye looked between the two. "You know each other?"

"Unfortunately. Ashlyn and JJ used to go to school together."

The principal, Mr. Franklin, cleared his throat. "Ms. Johnson, I'm sure this doesn't concern you."

"On the contrary," She countered. "If my daughter is involved, then it is my business."

"Daughter?" The guard from earlier squeaked.

JJ smirked at the guard. "Told you." She looked at her parents. "There's been a huge misunderstanding. I tried to tell them I don't go to school here but they didn't believe me."

Ashlyn scoffed. "Because you're nothing but a liar. You made me fall."

JJ rolled her eyes. "For the twentieth time, I was standing ten feet away from you! Believe me, you're perfectly capable of making a fool of yourself, you don't need my help for that."

The red heads gasped. "Now, you listen her young lady," Ashlyn's mother started.

"Don't even try it." JJ interrupted. "You don't scare me, Carol. Besides after what Ashlyn said to that girl, she totally deserved it."

Mr. Franklin jumped back into the conversation. "What did she say?"

"She told the girl that she was just a retarded, graceless piece of shit who should just stop getting in the way of people who have talent and she should go back to the cave she came from."

Everyone in the room looked at Ashlyn, who started to sweat a bit. "That's totally not true."

JJ raised her eyebrow and reached into her boot, pulling out a small recorder that she rewound back to when Ashlyn said the exact same thing. "You wanna lie again?"

Mr. Franklin turned to Ashlyn. "Ms. Laman, you have detention."

"What?" She shrieked.

"This school has strict anti-bullying policy and you know it." He turned JJ. "I'm sorry for the confusion, young lady."

JJ brushed it off. "Eh. It's alright." She smirked at Ashlyn, who was glaring at her. "As long as justice prevails."

Outside the school, the team was waiting to pick up their kids.

"What are we gonna do about Skye?" Jemma mused as they stood at the bottom of the stairs. Before anyone could respond, they heard voices coming towards them.

"Hey mom." Mickey smiled as she went over to hug Bobbi.

Bobbi hugged her back and bent down to pick up Johnny, her five-year old son. "Hey guys, how was school?"

"It could've been better." Naomi muttered as she went over to Jemma.

Jemma hugged her daughter. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" Naomi said nothing, only holding her mother closer. Jemma looked to her nephew. "Tony?"

"Ashlyn was being a bitch to her." He explained.

"Language." The team reminded.

The teen held up his hands in surrender. "Sorry, but don't worry. Some new girl told her off and stood up for Naomi."

Tony's friends came over. "Totally. She was so cool." Hailey cheered.

"And hot." Drake smirked.

"And she's super smart, she actually corrected Mr. Hamilton in math class." Raven explained."

"And she's hot." Drake repeated.

Cody hit him upside the head. "That's all you saw."

"Pretty much."

Mickey pointed to the front door of the school. "There she is."

The team looked to the door and was surprised to see Skye, Grant and their daughter walking out. "JJ?"

Tony looked to them. "Yah, you know her?"

Naomi broke away from her mother and walked over to the family. "Um…" She started getting their attention. "Thanks for standing up for me."

JJ smiled at her. "Don't worry about it. Ashlyn doesn't know what she's talking about."

Naomi smiled sadly. "She kinda does. I'm not very good at dancing."

JJ placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, don't say that. I was horrible when I started. I fell all over the place and I could not pick up choreography at all. But, I had a great teacher who taught me to never give up. At the end of the day, you're dancing for yourself. Don't forget that."

Naomi smiled and gave her a hug. "Thanks."

JJ returned the hug. "No problem." When the hug broke, JJ pulled out a card and gives it to her. "If you ever need help with dancing or you just want to make fun of Ashlyn, just give me a call."

Naomi nodded. "I will."

Grant smiled before he said. "Okay, munchkin. Let's head home." JJ nods as she starts heading to where they parked the car. Grant lingered behind as he turned to Skye. "So we'll see you at home later? I know you have some things to do here."

Skye nodded. "Okay." Skye gave him a peck on the cheek. "See you later."

"Bye." Grant follows JJ to the car as Skye turns and walks back in the school to meet with one of her students.

"Skye is never going to look at you the same way again." Melinda told Coulson as she sat in his office later that afternoon.

Phil shook his head. "She'll understand. I'm just trying to protect her."

May slams the desk. "Wake up, Phil. You're not her father, she has one already that she loves. You need to stop treating her like a child. We need to except the fact that she's a grown woman and she gonna make her own decisions, whether we agree with them or not."

"You got that right." The two looked to see Skye standing in the doorway of the office. Skye walked into the office and placed a paper of Phil's desk. "Here." She turned around started to walk out again.

Phil picked up the paper. "What's this?"

Skye paused in the doorway. "That's my letter of resignation from SHIELD." And with that, she left the office.

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