Cyrus's POV
                              TJ and I walk through the administration room toward the principal's office at Grant High school. Nothing's really changed since we went here. The blank colourless walls and orange wood furniture are all the same. Even the carpet is still here, just more muted and matted from use. 
                              "I'm surprised we haven't been here before since Jayda came here," I comment. 
                              "They asked me to come in about her grades once," TJ explains, "but I didn't see the point. They weren't getting any better."
                              Before we can step into the office, Amber and Andi suddenly come up behind us, and I become even more confused about the situation. If they're here, that means Hazel must be involved too. I can imagine Jayda causing a disruption that would land her here, but I can't envision Hazel doing that. 
                              "What are you here for?" TJ questions. 
                              "I don't know," Amber replies. "This is weird. We don't even come to parent-teacher interviews."
                              When we all step around a corner, both our daughters are sitting next to each other outside the principal's office.
                              "Finally," Jayda groans, looking up at TJ and me. "Get me out of here."
                              "Jayda, what did you do?" I ask.
                              "Nothing you wouldn't have— Actually, you wouldn't have done this. Nothing Auntie Amber wouldn't have done."
                              "She got aggressive with another student," Principal Schroo states, coming out of his office, to which Jayda rolls her eyes. 
                              The principal has a lilac-coloured shirt and a fluffy moustache, like some kind of fantasy candy man. 
                              "What about Hazel?" Andi wonders. 
                              "Why don't you two take a seat in my office," Mr. Schroo suggests. 
                              The four of us follow him inside, and he closes the door to keep both our daughters from hearing the conversation about to take place. It takes him another few seconds to get comfortable in his seat before he begins explaining. 
                              "Your daughter," Mr. Schroo says, pointing to Andi and Amber, "was the focus of the incident. A girl, whom we've already dealt with, made a comment to Hazel that resulted in Jayda pouring her drink on the girl's head."
                              "Oh, that's totally something I would do," Amber realizes. 
                              "What was the comment?" Andi questions. 
                              "I don't know it word for word," Mr. Schroo answers. "It seems like it was a simple mistake regarding her gender."
                              "With all due respect," I cut in, "I don't believe that my daughter would waste her drink over a mistake."
                              The principal looks taken aback, responding, "Surely, you don't condone this behaviour."
                              TJ starts, "Well—"
                              "No, of course not," I block him off. "But would you let us talk to her? I'm sure there must be more as to the logic behind her actions."
                              "She's yours," Mr. Schroo says. "However, her week of detention still stands."
                              "I understand," I respond with a nod.
                              I get up with TJ and go for the door. As we exit the office, TJ is looking at his phone, and I eye it curiously. 
                              "Hey, the station just called," TJ tells me. "I think I have to go in."
                              This happens on occasion where TJ needs to take a last minute shift. Although it's a little inconvenient, I'm sure the people nearly dying from fires right now are at an even bigger inconvenience, so I understand it.
                                      
                                   
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The Good Hair Family Sitcom
Fanfiction{4 seasons and complete} Tyrus, Ambi, Muffy, and Wonah are adults now, but growing up and having families brings new kinds of challenges. Through the complications of them and their kids, their life-long friendship is the one thing they can always r...
 
                                               
                                                  