"One Girl Vs An All Boys Academy"

Prologue

*Bell rings*

      I got out of my desk as quickly as I could and walked down the school hallway, sticking my head into a book to avoid confrontation. Though, I can't seem to shake the sound of people constantly bickering... and it's probably about me. It's not everyday that you almost kill a training instructor for getting on your bad side. 

"Tasha White, please come down to the principles office immediately." 

All the girls started laughing at me and the boys are clapping and whistling at me , whereas, they shouldn't be surprised. 

I sighed in annoyance as I walk to the principle's office again...... 

....

   Opening the door with agonizing silence, was an unexpected surprise from....

My parents.... I haven't seen them in months and yet, there they are .... In front of me...

"Y-you called?" I said with astonishment.

They all turned to look at me with what it seems to be, disappointment.

"Yes, I heard about your outbreak this morning during training class, and so I spoke with your parents about it."

"What? Am I getting punished? It wasn't my fault he was being irritating!"

"Honey, I think you need to sit down for this." Insisted mother. 

I hesitated to sit down and for a moment, or what seemed like hours, the silence made my ears bleed and it didn't help the elephant in the room between my parents and I.

Finally, Principle Weller broke the silence. "I understand that you can't control your-"

"My what?"

"... Your anger issues, but we all put in the consideration for what we need to do about it.."

"Like what? Detention? Suspension?"

"Honey, let him talk." Mother exclaimed.

"Your parents and I were discussing your punishment, and we want to send you to a special school for people who struggle with the same problem."

"And what are my problems dad? Am I too hard to control?? Is that why you left me alone with my little sister for months?"

"It's not tha-"

"Then what is it?"

"Your mother and I have been busy with work." 

I scrunched my hand into a fist, hearing my heart throb as it matched the clock ticking.

"Your abilities and anger issues. They get the better of you, and you need to learn to control it before you accidentally murder someone." My father said with exasperation. 

"Wow... I love how you think so highly of me father."

Mother elbowed him.

"What your father is trying to say, is that, It's better for you to learn from a new environment so, you don't potentially hurt someone... Badly."

I didn't think this was going to happen at all.. I mean.. I just moved to this school 4 months ago and now I'm leaving again?? It feels like someone stuck a torch down my throat repeatedly.

...

  Staring down at my hands as I was ready to hurt someone, I suddenly heard a familiar voice.