Principal Burns stared at the ground trying to come up with an appropriate phrasing for what he was about to say. Tick, tock, tick, tock. The sound intimidated both Massie and Cam, and they exchanged a glance suggesting fear. "You… no," Principal Burns muttered. He walked from one side of the room to the other side, left to right, right to left, again and again. Cam's palms began sweating.

"Well," he said, finally coming to a stop, "You two are both freshmen now. You are no longer in middle school, and less is tolerated at this stage. You two have yet to understand the severity of committing PDA, and you will not leave my office until you do. You're glad that my principal as a high school student is not here to judge you – I understand the generation change since my time, what with the young ones becoming more and more intimate at a younger age as the generation proceeds – but the fact remains and will remain, that PDA is not something to be taken lightly, especially with you two. That was not a seen people would like to have seen, considering the… extremity of it too. Now, you two, tell me what happened, and you better be telling the truth. Lying is far beyond PDA, you two should well know."

Massie glanced at Cam so quickly that there was no way Burns would catch it. "Principal Burns," Cam began, but Massie continued. "We actually got into a fight, to tell you the truth, and I was so mad, but he came up to me this morning and gave me this beautiful box of chocolate, and I couldn't help but, you know. And you know the position we stand at school, before we knew it everyone was watching."

Massie smiled at Cam, and so Cam smiled at Principal Burns. Their smiles were so fake; it would've looked like a comedy. "That's the story," Cam grinned, very uneasily.

Principal Burns finally took a seat and ran his fingers through his hair. "I just don't understand your generation," he said to himself. After an intense while, he fixed himself up and straightened his posture. "So, from my understanding, you two have a relation? Correct me if I'm wrong."

The two had their mouth open unable to speak. "A- -" was all that could escape their throat. "W-What do you mean, relation?" Cam asked.

"Well, by relation, I mean are you two dating. Do you have feelings for each other, I'm saying."

"… Yeah, yeah. Totally," Massie replied. They grinned and leant into each other.

"Alright, well this time I have no choice but to have to let you go. I will come up with an appropriate punishment by the end of the day, and you will somehow be notified by then. You two, hopefully, now understand what it means to commit PDA. Please, take more caution next time, even during the heat of the moment. Taking into consideration of others is a real momentous to our school motto."

"We understand fully, Principal Burns," Cam politely said.

"Good. Now take these slips to your next class, you will still receive a tardy as part of your punishment – but only a part. You are excused."

"Oh my god, Burns is such a hard ass," Massie sighed as they walked towards their next class.

"What the hell did you just do?!" Cam halted to a stop.

"What do you mean?"

"What's going to happen now?! We're not dating, we're not even friends, and I don't even respect you."

Ouch.

"I'm not stupid, and I know you're not. We tell Burns that we broke up. It's not gonna get us in trouble. And as for not respecting me, it's your stupid girlfriend you should lose respect for."

"She isn't stupid. Not the least bit, at least compared to you."

"Ouch, I've been stung. I know you think that Claire's the innocent one here, and I sure as hell know I'm not. But the lesson's been taught."

"What lesson? Damn it, don't act like- -"

"What did she do to me?"

"Nothing! That's the whole thing!"

"Think about it – she kissed my boyfriend, I kissed hers. It's an eye for an eye, isn't it?"

"But she did it on a dare- -"

"As if that makes a difference, it's not like we would have shot her if she didn't. She had a choice, I don't know why you're so reluctant to forgive her."

Wow.

She made sense.