Heath promptly left the Academy Hall and made his way towards Brentwood Gymnasium, heading for the weight room. He was still steaming from his little pathetic brawl in the bathroom. He could have done some real damage to the guy if he hadnt told that pipsqueak to stay. Mom always said he had a bad temper like his dad.

He loosened his tie and undone the buttons on his crisp uniform shirt to reveal a black undershirt. One thing he loved about Brentwood more than anything was their gym.

He arrived and thankfully there was no class. He put in his earbuds and played his music off a Walkman mp3 Player. Old fashioned, yes, but priceless. It was one if the few presents he ever got from his Dad.

He hung up his blazer and shirt on a book bag rack on the wall.

He listened to a cassette with a mix of music from Eminem, Insane Clown Posse, Alesana, and Disturbed. Heath started out doing stretches, then proceeded to go on the deadlift bar and do some heavy lifting. He got set down the bar after some reps and went to the next workout station that peaked his interest. He jumped up on the bar, and started to do pull ups, biceps bulging and straining after the 150 pound deadlifts he had just done. Soon he was sweating, tone muscles dripping and blonde hair matted annoyingly to his forehead and plastered down the nape of his neck. His black shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to his abs. He jumped down and started to do push ups. Next he would go on the parallel bars and do some Russian dips.

Why had he helped the shrimp anyway? He could have just let him get beat up, it wouldn't have made a difference.

`Because you need someone in your corner dumbass.` A little condescending voice sounded in Heath's head.

"Shut the fuck up. Haven't heard from you in weeks and now you just want to show up? Go fuck yourself." Heath muttered angrily as he started to do one handed star pushups.

`If you wanted me truly gone, I would not be here now would I, Heath?` The voice said and Heath ground his teeth.

"What...do you mean by someone in my corner?" Heath paused with hesitation, taking the ear buds out of his ears, waiting for an explanation.

`The boy. Crane. He will not forget who saved him so easily. Such an impressionable boy will be easy to mold...to mold into something more...desirable.`

"I don't follow." Heath muttered in loss.

`What has your father always taught you?`

"Pain is a tool..?"

`Not that, he taught you when you see an opportunity, use it to its fullest.`

"Take it by the balls."

`Exactly. Now you need to talk to your father.`

"What!? No way, he never answers."

`Try.`

"Okay. I'll do it." Heath said s he was about to do another pushup when a real voice interjected.

"You'll do what? What are you doing here?"Alicia Wayne said with attitude.

'Shit. Hadn't heard her come in.' Heath thought before looking at her, and standing to his full height.

Heath chuckled, flipping his hair off his forehead, "Now, the leader of the Discipline Committee wouldn't be stalking handsome ol' me, now would they?"

Alicia cheeks betrayed her at the comment, "Of course not. Your presence is requested t the Headmaster's office."

"Oh, so that beautiful blush is just for nothing sweetie?And why if I may ask, am I needed in the Headmaster's office?" Heath said as he walked to his book bag. He changed from the soaked black shirt to a dark graphic tee shirt that he had in his bag. He'd change into his jeans later.

Alicia blushed harder and looked away quickly as she caught the muscles that rippled under Heath tanned skin.

"Someone said that you broke their nose in the bathroom. The lockers rooms are just down the hall."

"Ha, yeah well he deserved it. Trust me on that. And I know, I just like seeing you blush. See ya later, beautiful." Heath said as he grabbed his things and left out of the weight room.

Heath heard he call out for him, but didn't look back, but proceeded to answer he yelling questions.

"Why would I go, you already have statement. See ya Monday!" Heath called out .

"It's Thursday !" Alicia yelled back in vain as she got no answer from Heath who turned down the hall.


Next you guys get to see Heath's dad!

So... a small vote.

a)Heath calls but gets no answer...

b) Heath sees his Dad but he's busy doing his profession...

c) Heath calls his Dad and gets a very interesting answer...

Review and let me know!