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**Grayson, The next day around 11am**

"You're wearing that to the meeting?" Dad asks me, and I look down at my outfit

"Does it look bad?" I ask back, and he smiles.

"Not at all." He shakes his head, looking at my outfit then back up at me. "You look like your mom."

"Right.." i trail off, and he turns to the entrance of the kitchen where AJ and Cam come in.

Cam has on a Black pencil skirt and a beige cropped sweater, with a pair of Black thigh high boots. Her hair is straightened and put into a neat looking bun, and I start to rethink my outfit choice.

Was I supposed to dress nicer?

Aj on the other hand has on a pair of pants that look identical to mine just not as high waisted, and a plain white t-shirt tucked into them and a pair of black converses. His hair is done for once, curling product and gel most likely that Cam put into it.

"Alright, come on. Jax and Ez are gonna meet us there." He tells me, and we all head to the front door.

I don't know how we got a meeting the day after. I guess, the plan is to meet with the Marshalls, Jae's parents, and their lawyers to discuss a deal or something. I don't know, honestly. I was zoned out the whole hour and a half when Jax was explaining what we were gonna do.

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"Probation?" I scoff, looking between the two lawyers in front of me then over at Jae's mom whose smirking triumphantly. "Why am I the only one in trouble? I didn't even start this shit."

"We've agreed to drop our charges, yet you still complain." Valerie says, and I glare at her.

"I-"

"Don't." Cameron warns me, nudging my arm.

"A year of probation. We'll discuss the terms and conditions of the probation, later. Therapy, twice a week, and an Anger Management class, once a week."

"Are you serious?" I ask, sitting up straighter and looking at my dad. "Dad, seriously?"

"Would you rather go to jail, Grayson?" He sighs, and I just clench my jaw, slouching in my seat again.

I fucking hate those Anger Management classes. If anything, they make me even angrier. And therapy pisses me off because she makes me feel dumb.

At least, the last therapist I had did.

"And, how will they be punished for this? Because for damn sure, they're not walking away without anything." Dad says, crossing his arms and eyeing the people across the table from us.

"Of course, not." Their lawyer nods. "Mrs.Aoki, will be taking anger management classes, as well. And a disorderly conduct program. Mrs.Marshall, will be attending two weeks of Anger management, back in Wisconsin." He explains.

"And how long do I have to take the dumb classes?"

"Well, due to your past..behaviors, the judge decided it's until further notice."

Further fucking notice? That's-

"That's bullshit." I look up, and see Jae with his arms crossed, sitting next to his Mom who just rolls her eyes. "She was defending herself, why is she in more trouble than them?"

See? At least someone is on my side, here.

"Because, she has a wide history of violence, disorderly conduct, and much more. So, her punishment is more severe." Jax explains with a sigh. Jae just grumbles something under his breath, but stays quiet after that.