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"She started it!" Courtney shrieked. I jumped at the sudden high pitch in her voice. She looks at me, as I roll my eyes.
I was sitting in the principals office, and she wasn't very happy.
"Miss Landon, do you have anything to say for yourself?" Mrs. Freeman's scratchy voice says.
"I already told you what happened, she slapped me first. And the I tackled her, and punched her," I say nodding my head towards Courtney. Mrs. Freeman raises her eyebrows.
"Where there any witnesses?" she asks, putting her pen down to the paper in front of her.
"Harry," I say simultaneously with Courtney as she speaks Travis' name.
"Emma, will you please go get them?" Mrs. Freeman's eyes fly to me, then the door. I nod my head, and scurry out of the room.
I open the door, and Harry was slumped in a chair directly beside her office door. I search for Travis, but he is nowhere to be found. I clear my throat, and Harry looks up at me, his hand under his chin. His eyebrow arches as he looks at me.
"I need you to tell her the truth," I say quietly. He nods slowly, before pushing himself out of the small wooden chair, and he follows me back into the room.
"Ah, Mr. Styles," Mrs. Freeman says, placing both hands under her face.
"Your highness," Harry says, sitting down in my chair. I stand a few steps away between his and Courtney's chairs.
"Tell me, Styles. What happened between the of them?" she asks, motioning towards Courtney, and I.
"Well, me and Emma were leaving the building, and Travis bumps into us. We exchange a few words, before Courtney runs up, and called Emma a whore," Mrs. Freeman's eyes go wide, as she sets her gaze on Courtney, who shifts uncomfortably in her seat. "And then Emma says that Courtney was obviously the whore, and Courtney slaps her. Emma tackles Courtney, and punches her about twice, before I can get her off. That's about when your employee came," Harry states. Mrs. Freeman's eyebrows furrow together, before she regains her thoughts.
Courtney's nose was cleaned up, most of the blood from her face. Mrs. Freeman leans back in her chair, before playing with her fingers.
"Courtney, you are being suspended for three days, whereas you will have community service," she says flatly. I smirk, and she sees. "And Emma, you will lose two credits in the class of my choice,".
"What?" I say, my jaw dropping.
"Two credits? For the two punches you swung at her," she says tapping her fingernails in her desk.
"Yes, ma'am," I huff. Dammit!
"I cannot do community service!" Courtney squeals.
"You are dismissed," Mrs. Freeman says, waving her hand to us. I turn on my heel, and trudge out of the room. My shoulders were slumped, and my head was down. Harry catches up to me, and puts his arm around my shoulders.
"It's ok babe, you can get those credits back in no time," he says grinning. I look up at him, and give him a disapproving glance. "What?"
"You just called me babe!" I bubbled. My cheeks were growing hot, and I couldn't contain my smile.
"Ehm, and?" Harry says looking straight ahead of us. I look down and see that my hands, still have blood caked on them. I sigh, and take Harry's arm off of me. He shoves his hands in his pockets, before he stops walking and turns to me.
"What are you going to do?" he asks biting his lip. I put my fingertips to my temples and slowly rub. I have the worst headache, and I feel like I'm going to throw up. The adrenaline that was once flowing through me has long since vanished. I look up to Harry, and furrow my eyebrows.
"I just want to take something, and go to bed," I say pouting. But then I remember that I need my bag, because it has my wallet, and most of my medicine for headaches. He nods his head slowly.
"Wanna come back to the house, and take a nap? I mean, you don't want Travis or Courtney to bother you," he starts. I lock my eyes with his before slightly grinning.
"It wouldn't bother you?" I ask.
"No. After all, I was the one who caused this. And made you get slapped," he smirks. He gently presses his thumb to my cheek, and turns my face to the side. "Damn, what a bruise!" he laughs. I swat his hand away, and groan.
"There's a bruise!?" I say frantically. He chuckles, and I giggle.
"I can't believe you didn't cry from that, and that you beat the hell out of her!" he says, laughing. I laugh with him, and then we finally walk out of the building doors.
LITERALLY HAVING A BRAIN FART ABOUT THE NAME YOU CALL UR PRINCIPAL AT COLLEGE HELP.
I even googled it! Ugh.
Anyways sorry if this chapter was boring, ok having a small writers block
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