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For the briefest moment, Wayne deeply considered listening to Principal Cole's advice, but unfortunately, certain moments always make his old habits return to him. It was like an neverending cycle that Wayne never seemed to be able to get himself out of. No matter how much he tried to.
He walked out of Principal Cole's office with somewhat of a clearer mind, until Wayne's eyes found Orlando practically getting tackled in the middle of the hallway. Andrea and Del were still there too, both of them looking generally fed up. A lot of rage surged through Wayne's head, and it was just like everything Principal Cole told him had been instantly forgotten. Leave it to Orlando to get stuck into these awkward situations.
He stormed forward bitterly, ignoring everyone that gawked at his back as he went. Andrea looked over at Wayne too, and her facial expression changed. She knew exactly what was about to go down. They all did.
"What the hell is going on down there?" Principal Cole yelled, coming out of his office. He must've noticed the angry teenage boy striding over there because he quickly spluttered, "Wayne. Wayne, we just talked about this!"
Wayne pretended he didn't hear a single word the man behind him said. This girl was in the middle of trying to use her trumpet when Wayne snatched it out of her hands without asking. He could hear Principal Cole following after him and calling out his name desperately. However, Wayne was in too much of a frenzy to properly care.
He approached them steadily before swinging the trumpet into the side of the guy's face, causing for blood to splatter everywhere. Some of it even splattered onto Andrea's face, but she wiped it off with a careless shrug. So much for temporarily going back to school. Wayne wasn't even in the school building for an hour before he was forced to leave. Technically, nobody made Wayne leave, he just chose to. Andrea was used to it by this point though. The good thing was that they spent a lot of time together outside of school anyways
Once school was over, Wayne and Orlando were walking side-by-side under the cloudy sky.
"Well, you won't ever be going back to that school," Orlando commented slyly.
"Sorry about ruining your lunch date," Wayne apologized. The girl that his friend had been talking to was there as well, and the blood splattered, it got all over her face too. She'd screamed so loud like she'd been fiercely stabbed, or someone had died right in front of her.
