Chapter 3: Code of Conduct

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Friday Session 4 Anger management (1st session)

Dylan walked inside a spacious room, two large windows overlooking the L.A incoming traffic. All noise had been concealed by the thick walls. The view was quite beautiful, outside blaring horns and irritated drivers, yet inside the headlights appeared to be like Christmas lights and the traffic flow became a perfectly synchronized waltz.

Shen Yue entered the room with what Dylan called her business-like attire, button up shirt and hem skirt. She greeted the class with her usual calmed demeanor.

"Good evening everyone. We have a new face today-"

Someone excitedly interrupted,

"No need Ms. Shen, we all know Untamed Wang!" everyone cheered.

Dylan got up with his usual wide grin enchanting all the ladies.

Yue asked everyone to quiet down, gestured Dylan to sit.

"Please welcome Mr. Wang."

She said in a serious way that made Dylan laughed, she was trying so hard not to sound or look sarcastic.

Dylan admired her professionalism, it only made him more curious about who the real Shen Yue was.

"Dylan, please tell us about you, why are you here and what do you expect from these sessions?"

Dylan agreed.

"Hello, I'm Dylan Wang NBA player."

Everyone claps once again.

He continued, "I started playing basketball at 10 and I'm the youngest player to be drafted. I graduated UCLA . I'm not sure why I'm here but I hope we can be less ... mad?"

Everyone cheered once more except for a guy sitting next to Shen Yue.

A genuine smile curving his lips.

"A celebrity indeed," he said loud enough for Dylan to hear it.

"Dude you look like the Little Prince,"
Dylan blurted.

The dude he was talking about bowed his head not the least bothered.

"I'm Darren Chen, assisting Ms. Shen with this group sessions."

Dylan nodded taking his seat.


"If you are all done, we can start."
Yue meant business.

They began to talk about their last sessions, a few people had exercises and other were very brave to sit and talk about their issues.

A man on his 60's grumpy as could be, got up.

"Hello, I'm John. I retired and used to work as a restaurant host. I was sent here by my therapist because I yelled at some asshole to hurry up and chose a table!"

Everyone laughed and clapped.

Dylan was starting to enjoy the group class.

Next a young woman got up.

"Hey, Jen here, I was sent because my employer said I was too loud and gave too much attitude. I said, sweetheart I'm Latina we are supposed to be loud."

An older lady raised her hand, "Miss that's it, that's why you're here?"

The Jen shook her head, "Nah! I slapped that bitch, no one gives me that treatment!"

The older woman nodded seriously telling everyone, "Oh that's why she's here!"

Dylan covered his mouth trying not to laugh. He was curious why the dear old lady was there.

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