The Trouble On Your Lips (Kellic)

7

I sat outside Principal Holland's office on Monday morning waiting for my turn to go in. Right now Mike and Vic were in there discussing what Mike's punishment would be for breaking into the school. They had us both in there before, drilling us for information about who broke in with us. I wouldn't tell and I had told Mike before school that he'd seriously regret it if he told, so we said it was only us. Principal Holland didn't believe it for a second but it's not like he could force us to talk.

I didn't particularly care about what punishment I got. Suspension, expulsion, detention; it didn't matter to me either way. My parents wouldn't get mad at me. My mom didn't even yell at me after her conversation with Vic. She was too busy being angry at him. I think she purposely didn't punish me just to spite Vic.

The door of the office opened and I looked up to see Mike walk out, only Mike, not Vic. He shut the door behind him. He looked a little relieved so I guess the punishment wasn't that bad.

"What'd they say?" I asked.

"Detention for a month. He said that because I've never screwed up before he went easy on me," he said.

"Oh, great," I said sarcastically, "If he gave you a month and calls that going easy, then I'll probably be in detention until I graduate,"

"Um, actually. I think Holland is really mad at you," he said.

"Of course he is," I said with a sigh. "I guess I have to go in there now?"

"Not yet. Vic wanted to talk to him about you first. Anyway, I gotta go to class. See you at lunch?" he asked. I just nodded and he gave a smile before leaving the office area. I wanted to know what Vic and Holland were talking about, so I got up and moved closer to the door to eavesdrop.

"But he plays up too much and never learns. I want to recommend sending him to a juvenile detention facility so maybe he'll straighten up," I heard Principal Holland's voice. My heart dropped a little at the suggestion, but I shook it off. Maybe Juvie wouldn't be so bad.

"I don't think Juvie is the right place for a boy like Kellin," Vic said. He was defending me? I thought he wanted me gone and away from Mike.

"He's a troublemaker. That's the exact place for him," Holland said.

"It's not though. Yes, he acts up, but there's a deeper reason for it. His parents don't know what discipline is and he acts out for attention. I think if I get a little more time with him then I can break through to him. He's not a bad kid. He's just...misunderstood," Vic said.

Typical. He's always trying to help, but I don't need help. People who try and help turn out to be completely fake half the time.

"Ahem," A voice cleared behind me. I looked around and saw Doris, the old lady secretary giving me a disapproving look. She pointed to the seat so I rolled my eyes and went back over to it, sitting down. A couple of minutes later the door opened and Vic was walking out.

"Mr. Fuentes, it's nice to see you again...unfortunately with a little more clothing on," I spoke before I thought. I do that a lot. I say the first thing that pops into my mind and it's usually an inappropriate sexual comment. He ignored it though.

"Good morning, Kellin," he said formally, "The Principal will see you now."

I stood up just as he was walking off down the hall and then went into Holland's office. He gestured for me to take a seat, so I did.

"Alright, lay it on me, do your worst," I said. Holland didn't look too impressed at the light-hearted tone in my voice though.

"Kellin, I literally don't even know what to do with you anymore. We can suspend you, give you detentions, consider expulsion, but you will never learn," he said.