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3. The Big man Himself!

Jacob Samuel Richardlin

I was pacing back and forth. I enrolled in this school because it seemed the most average, and farthest away, high school in the US.

My father was pissed to say the least. He wanted me to have a good future and had hired the best tutors in the world, in hopes of making me the best businessman Pentagona has ever seen. I have a higher IQ than most adults, and better reading/writing and math scores than most college juniors. I love learning and I value my education, however, I felt something was missing. I felt like there was a missing part of my life, and the only time to get it was now. I would never be able to explain this to my father.

He loves me so much, and I didn't want him to think I disapproved of his parenting style, and was trying to "run away".

When I walked into the high school, 15 minutes before classes start, and 20 minutes before my meeting with the headmaster Mr. Abbott, I immediately noticed a girl with light brown hair with soft curls at the ends and bright blue eyes. She looked really nice and quiet, and I continued to stare at her for a few minutes until I realized how rude it was. I took a photo of her and sent it to my PI so I could figure out who she was. That's when I learned who Hannah was. He told me she was in Robotics, Boy Scouts, Karate, and Volleyball, and was a familiar face around town. I was instantly captivated.

My fascination with her led me to being able to videotape a boy sexually harassing her with his friends. I had promised her that I wouldn't let them hurt her again but not even 5 hours later, I already failed.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. Mr. Abbott entered the nurse's office nervously.

"Hey kiddo, haven't even finished the first day yet," He said, disappointment oozing out of him like a cloud.

"I appreciate your concern Mr. Abbott, however only a few of my actions have violated rules in the student handbook. While violence is never the right answer, Hannah and I were in a situation where that was the only thing left for us to resort to." He opened his mouth to say something but I interrupted him. "I don't know how long these students have been sexually assaulting Hannah but the fact that your administration hasn't done anything to protect her shows how much this school cares about their students. Hannah is a well liked student who is one of your most active students in community service and school activities, so don't you dare tell me she was asking for it, because I can tell you and I can SHOW you that she refused to give consent to these hooligans. This is one of the rules I violated in your student handbook. I filmed 4 students without their consent on campus. While the video was filmed illegally, it is still evidence."

He looked uncomfortable, and left the room briefly mumbling something about being back in a minute.

I looked over at Hannah for the first time in 15 minutes. She was sleeping but she couldn't do it comfortably due to the concussion/spinal injury protocols. She was lying on a plastic stretcher, and was tied down tightly. Even in this awkward position, she still looked beautiful. Her face was so young and mature at the same time, and she wasn't wearing any makeup. I didn't realize I was smiling like an idiot until her phone rang and I saw my reflection in the mirror above. I walked over and silenced it before looking at the caller ID; Becky. I don't know who Becky is but she can wait. I slid her phone into my back pocket.

Mr. Abbott walked in with a copy of the student handbook in hand.

"I checked the rules on photography and while it is currently not allowed at all on campus, I will bring up this issue at the board meeting this weekend."

"Thank you-"

"You said you have a video and while it is not allowed, I would like to watch it and use it to strengthen my case."