"like i said; we didn't do anything," mike repeated and rolled his eyes as he leaned back against the chair across from the principals.
"and i don't appreciate you insulting my girlfriend," he added as el continued to play with her butterfly knife without giving a shit that they were in the office.
"you guys got into a fight with two classmates, then threatened them before you slammed them into a stack of lockers," the principal said with raised eyebrows.
"he tripped." el finally said as she continued to play with the knife with one hand, "after his hand got a little naughty up a girls skirt," she tilted her head and quirked a brow.
"yes, i heard but no one was there to vouch for that. everyone only saw you, threatening the man with that knife, which i will take," he leaned over but el held it back as it span over her fingers.
"nu-uh," she shook her head and smiled as she placed her foot over the other on the desk which was already rested there.
"what exactly did we do wrong here?" she asked him.
"first off, you're not in proper dress code, second you psychically assaulted—"
she cut him off with a gasp then closed her knife as she held a hand to her heart, "oh god, you have insulted me. i think you verbally assaulted me,"
mike held back a snicker and only smirked.
she licked her lips as she stood up, "what shall we do about that?" the strap of her tank top dropped down her shoulder, "you say no one saw him assault her so you're not going to look into it."
she then leaned forward, "but what if you assaulted me?" she whispered close to his face as mike quickly stood and kicked their chairs over before yelling out.
"help! he's trying to hold her down!" he screamed as he quickly dropped to the ground with a pained expression and el quickly span and laid down on the desk.
she lifted her skirt up a bit then took out her pocket knife as she grabbed hold of the principles wrist.
yanking him forward, she held the knife into his hand and then held it to her neck as he tried to pull back.
but she was stronger with the help of her powers.
and mike was smart to make the green enlightening from her to disappear.
"my father may not like me but he likes his reputation enough to not let me tarnish it." el whispered, "and guess what, he's going to feed off of this and no matter how hard he will hate it, he will ruin you for me,"
just as her smirk dropped, the receptionist walked in and gasped at the scene.
she rushed over to push the principle off then held el close as she gasped.
the receptionist called for more help and someone rushed in to help mike who hit himself with the chair to form a bruise on his arm.
"are you okay, honey?" the receptionist asked and el nodded slowly as she fixed her top.
"i'm okay.." she whispered then looked down.
"i'm going to call—"
"no, don't call anyone," el shook her head and grabbed her arm, "please, i don't want to make a big fuss out of this," she whispered in a pained tone.
"no, but—"
"it's okay," she eyed the principle, "i don't want to make this all big." she gave him a look of warning then went to mikes side.
"okay," the receptionist respected her decision as the other teacher held the principal back just in case.
"if you don't want to—"
