Cats and Dogs

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We were sitting down in the waiting room of the counseling center. A lady with long brown hair pulled back into a braid came out of her office. Her brown eyes showing disgust when she saw Izzy. She waved us into the office walking back through the door without even a hello. I had just sat down when the counselor began the session rudely. 

"What are you here for?" She was sitting in a basic office chair with a bored look on her face. 

Izzy was clearly frustrated already but trying to hide it and be respectful. "Mrs. Smith, Annabelle isn't stopping the behavior, I think you should talk to her again."

"I've already done that, multiple times what else do you want?" I bit back a remark and I could tell Izzy did too. Alex stayed calm, she leaned forward with her elbows on her knees and began speaking.

"You tell her to knock it off and then enforce a punishment. You keep saying to stop too many times without an end result. All you're doing is making this a game for her, you're making it fun."

"Do not! Tell me what to do! I am the adult, I know what to do!" I stood up, cutting her off before she said anything else to upset me I said.

"You do not talk to students like that. Hello, I'm Scar and I'm the new kid. Now go on and threaten to kick me out but you will listen to me." Her brown eyes were murky and seemed to be filled with anger from my outburst, although, I wasn't even close to started with her. "You do not try to establish an 'alpha status' on the kids that are not doing anything wrong, on kids that are respecting you. You establish a postition of power on the students that are being disrespectful to other students and causing problems. You have to learn though, that we aren't dogs, we aren't going to give in with initiated eye contact and you saying'oh, I'm in charge.' You took psych, you should've learned in the most basic class that teenagers are more like cats if anything. Unless of course you bullshit your way through all the classes, then you wouldn't have learn shit. Are you ready to establish your 'dominance'? Grow a pair and call Annabelle in here to deliver a punishment, if you can't, call someone of higher power to do it. Do you understand?" 

She looked at me with eyes showing defeat. "Yes I do understand, and I understand that you may have been queen bee at your last school, but you listen to me you will never be queen bee here, you need to learn your place here whether you like it or not." I let out a harsh laugh and gave a mocking pout, leaning on her two armrests I looked into her eyes which showed disapproval of me.

"Aw baby, I have never ruled and I will never rule. Know why? It's not my place, but you will never know my place, no one here ever will because my place isn't here." I spat out each word making sure she understood me. "But what you will all quickly learn is that I will not let my friends be hurt, any shit you give them will be brought right back to you." I stood up straight once again, Mrs. Smith glared at us for a moment before snapping.

"Get to class." She stormed out of her office, I raked a hand through my hair furious and trying to calm down. I turned to the girls to see their mouths dropped open.

"Let's get to gym before I punch someone." Izzy stood and Alex followed, we walked back to the gym in silence. When we got there Alex walked away but Izzy pulled me into a bathroom. She looked at me her eyes wide.

"How did you do that!?" I tilted my head.

"Do what?" Her eyes scanned me trying to figure something out and I did the same for her. 

"The counselor listened to you, you didn't even try it came naturally." I let out a light laugh.

"I'm sorry? Trying to do what? What did I miss?" 

"You really don't see it do you?" I shook my head, she sighed and shook her head at me. "I'll explain later, let's go play some soccer." I grinned as she opened the door.

"Kicking something sounds pretty damn good right about know." We both laughed as the door slammed shut behind us.








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