Move on 2

I finally ended up in the spacious office and sat down in one of those armchairs. The ones you sit in when you're in trouble or throw up and are waiting for your mom to pick you up. And for some reason, it's always made out of foam and blue?

I have no idea what that's all about. I intertwined my hands and sat with my head down, thinking my thoughts as usual. The teacher finally walked in with the boy that could've killed me. I threw a sharp glare at both of them and the kid slightly shook. As he should, he deserves whatever sharp glares I give him after that dirty move I should've broken both of his arms.

He sat down in the furthest seat away from me. And just buried his face in his knees. "I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to try to attack you. I just got really mad. I don't know why I did that. Please, please don't ruin my life!" He took a short pause to catch his breath and continued. "I'm just really really trying to say that I'm sorry!" He then broke down into an utter mess of tears and regret.

"I understand that you're sorry, but you're not the problem anymore. It's this teacher that I have an issue with now." I had cooled off and gave him what I was feeling straight up. "So this is the plan..."

I debriefed him on the plan I had thought up while walking into the office. "Alright, so the deal is you help me. I will help you." "Yeah, any questions?" "Deal."

Professor Mia came back out of the office after talking with the redhead headmaster for a while. I forgot his name. It's not like he interacts with the students much. Then again, I'm glad he doesn't I still have horrible flashbacks from the last headmaster. That entire event left some lasting trauma on me.

Shaking it off will be quite the ride. Professor Mia looked confused, then glared at me. I winked at her. I'm not going to lose my cool like earlier, not again. My family's name is something I have to think about.

Why is she trying to drag my family name into dung, anyway? Does she have something against us or something? I walked into the inner office of the headmaster, who was a shiny redhead. he had large bags under his eyes. I sat down alongside Laz. That's what he told me to call him.

"Do you know why you both are here?" I nodded, so did he. "I hear you attacked him first Lazoros, is that true? And I heard you did it with intent to injure seriously." He bit his lip, and I gave him eye contact. "No, that's not exactly what happened. I had turned my back before the match was over." He cast me a strange look.

"And you, Mr. Ryhem, you retaliated much more violently and even destroyed part of school property?" He questioned thoroughly. I lightly nodded to him. "I had used one of my tracking beams, hence it tracked him. I am sure he had no choice but to deflect it in the way he did, but he had no part in hurting any students. So if I'm correct, it was safely dealt with."

He responded in a corresponding argument. It's working. The only person who can mess this up now is that professor that tried to instigate me. "Okay, but that's not what I heard from my employee. From what I heard, it seemed like you, Mr. Ryhem, had endangered the lives of several students."

My temper was rising. "Well, maybe, if your employee had intervened in the fight earlier, then we wouldn't be here? Did you think about that?" I said it politely, but he could most definitely see how mad I was from the anger that was festering in my face. "No I didn't think you for reminding me. The teacher is in there in the first place to stop things like this from happening, otherwise teachers wouldn't be in there and we'd just have the honor role student teaching."

I bet with all the betrayals the school had during that attack; he had probably been considering it for a while as a throwaway thought. "Okay, so are we off the hook for now?" Laz asked curiously. "Yes, you are "off the hook." Both of you for now, but another incident and you won't be off so easy and the investigation is still ongoing."

We both walked out of the office. "Hopefully we don't meet like this again," Laz said, turning his way to get to his next class. "Hopefully." I walked to get my book for my next class. Alone. Sapphire wasn't there. None of my friends were currently talking to each other, so I was back to square one before I had even met Sapphire at this school. No friends popular and rich yet no friends.

At least no real ones. Not like anybody would be brave enough to even walk up to me and talk to me except Sapphire on the first day I met her. When I asked her to a dance. The start of a wonderful relationship and journey.

Well that's over now and it's not up to me whether or not she talks to me or even decides to ever have contact with me ever again. It's not like it was my fault I just whatever. There's no use in thinking about her anymore moving on is what I need to be wasting my energy on not worrying about a girl. I need to get my head into my game now.

I've got a reputation to uphold a whole family I need to run in the future once sis steps down and a while lot of responsibilities piling up on me. I've got to much to do so little time this war is giving me greedy tyrant vibes and that's pretty bad.