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jaw.
    He laughs. "Come
on. Let's go to class before they start handing out detentions." I
nod and start walking. I notice him still walking beside
me.
    "Do we have
English together?" I ask.
    "Yep. We have all
the same classes."
    "Oh." I reply
walking into class. Everyone stops talking and looks at us. I
follow Geo to two open seats in the middle of the classroom. I try
my best to keep my head down but I can still hear the
whispers.
    "She's such a
slut. She tried to steal Adam from Lydia."
    "I don't see why
Brody would even want her, she's not even pretty."
    Finally, the
teacher comes in and people stop talking. "Jocelyn, you need to go
to the principal’s office." Mrs. Scott says. I stand up hearing the
giggles and seeing smug faces.
    I walk out of the
classroom with my head down. Walking in the front office I see Adam
and Brody sitting in the chairs against the wall. Adam is icing an
eye and Brody is holding toilet paper under his bleeding
nose.
    A man in a suit
comes out of the office, seeing me he nods. "All three of you, come
in." The boys stand up and wait for me to walk in. As soon as I
pass though, I hear them pushing each other, fighting to come in
after me. "Enough! Get in here now." The man in the suit
yells.
    I sit in the
middle seat so they don't fight. Both boys plop down on either side
of me. Just as the principal turns to walk to his seat, Brody grabs
my chair and pulls me closer to him earning another growl from Adam
who tries to pull me closer to his side. I read the name plate on
the desk, ignoring them. Principal Jeffrey Evans.
    "Unless, you want
to be expelled, I'd quit this ridiculousness." Principal Evans
warns. Both boys stop and he continues. "All three of you are
suspended for three days."
    I look at him
shocked. "But I didn't do anything."
    "That's not what
Lydia said. She said you hit her." He says angrily.
    "I didn't. She
hit me."
    "Lydia has never
hit anyone. You’re new here; she would never start trouble with
you. You've pinned these two friends against each other and hit
another student. You’re lucky you’re only getting three
days."
    "Geo saw her
hit-" I start to say, when the door slams open. I smell Alpha Hall
enter the room.
    Principal Evans
stands immediately bowing his head. "Alpha."
    "What is this?"
He asks his deep voice echoing off the walls.
    "These boys were
fighting over Ms. Robinson. I suspended all of them for three
days."
    "Why would you
have to punish her?"
    "She hit another
student."
    "No, I didn't." I
refute.
    "Lydia lied.
Jocelyn didn't hit her. Lydia hit Jocelyn." Adam states, glaring at
the principal.
    "My daughter
wouldn't lie."
    Alpha steps in
front of me. "Where did she hit you?"
    "My right jaw." I
answer hating the fact that I have to talk to him.
    Standing over me
he cups the bottom of my chin and forces my head back to look at
him. He inspects my jaw and looks up to the principal. "Get your
daughter in here." He orders.
    Principal Evans
gets on the PA system and calls Lydia to his office.
    "I told you to
call me if you had any issues." He says looking down at
me.
    "I don't have
your number." I shrug. Not that I thought about calling him
anyway.
    "I programmed it
in your phone."
    "Oh." I
reply.
    He finally
releases my chin and addresses the boys. "Why were you fighting
over her?"
    "We disagreed on
who would get her." Brody responds.
    "She's neither of
yours. Stay away from her." He demands and I feel my heart
ping.
    I'm not good
enough; I've never felt like less in my entire life. In two days,
this Alpha has made me into nothing.
    Lydia comes in
the room smiling sweetly. "Alpha Hall."
    "Why did you hit
Jocelyn?" He demands.
    "She was trying
to steal Adam from me." She answers, looking at her
feet.
    "We aren't
together, Lydia. We never were." Adam groans.
    "I believe your
daughter will get the three day suspension along with the boys.
Jocelyn, you can go back to class."
    I stand up and
leave. In class I ignore the speculative glances and take notes. By
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