Salute The Bad (ON HOLD.)

15. The principals office and the sleepover.

I usually come to Margaret office, so I was familia with my surroundings. I looked around though, like anyone could've imagined, the office was dull.

The office had a brown table like the typical principals office. Also there was a very comfortable leather office chair. The other side of the table were two red plastic chairs, that looked very uncomfortable. The wall was covered with two certificates, of God knows what. There was a plant which looked so green, inside a very colorful vase.

She walked towards her comfortable leather chair, and sat down. Then she gestured for us to sit down. Before I could put my butt on the uncomfortable plastic chair. I moved my chair away from Kitty's, while she did the same with her chair.

"Okay, I would like to start this conversation with, she started it."

"Oh please principal O'Brien knows you started it." She looked at me with folded arms. Her forehead and a bruise and was slightly swollen. Her left eye had a very purple big bruise.

I am so proud of myself.

"She will believe me, I mean Margaret and I have a very deep relationship." I said, glancing at Margaret, who just looked at us.

"I'm trustworthy, and you're not, I mean who could believe such a trouble maker like your self." She challenged.

"My point," I started. "I have been here multiple times, which just proves our build relationship, over the time." I shot back, she just looked at me mouth slightly opened.

"Now that you two are done." Margaret finally said something. "Don't try denying it, because I saw everything." She said, giving us a knowing.

"You didn't have your glasses on, so I don't think what you saw was the right thing." I said, gesturing to her case, which had her glasses.

"These are reading glasses." She stated, while my mouth turned into an 'O'.

"Now, I want to know why you two were fighting." She said, but before we could say anything. "Please, the truth." She added.

"Okay so I was eating lunch with my friends when she also chef me. Of course I was friendly and greeted her. But in stead of greeting me back nicely, she slapped me. Really hard, and she should know that my face is my crown of glory." I said, the same time she started talking. "I was walking to get my salad, which doesn't have garlic since I'm allergic to it. When she just popped out of nowhere and started punching me nonstop. I was traumatized, and I don't think I'm gonna be able to sleep peace fully."

"Oh okay, how about one at a time." She said.

"OK I'll go first." She volunteered.

"I thought it was ladies first. " I said blankly.

"We both know that you're gay, and you are covering it up by having a boyfriend." She sassed.

"Hello boobs, girl." I said, fixing my cleavage, so it could show more.

"Reed, put those back in there." Margaret said.

"Ugh, fine." I grunted, while fixing my shirt so it could show less.

"Good, now don't think I don't know about you two pranking each other." She said, giving us a look.

"Creepy much?" I matured under my breath, which I earned a death glare. I'm lucky looks don't kill.

"Anyway, since I know that you two were good friends before God knows what happened. So I want you to stop being so absurd, and childish." I rolled my eyes at that. "Therefore I will be sending you of to a trip. All trouble makers like yourself will be there."