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Mitch opened his eyes slowly the next morning. He wasn't very tired, yet he wasn't all that awake either. He seemed to obtain a neutral state of mind over the whole situation. His mind hekd the event deep within, but the next day it seemed to Mitch like it never happened. Nothing was very different about him. He didn't know whether this was good or bad, but he didn't think it was normal. After dressing he noticed that his home wasn't as noisy as usual. In fact the place was vacant except for himself.

He drove to school slowly. He had lots more time than usual getting to school because of the few amount of distractions at his home that day. As he drove on towards school, he noticed that he was a little bit jumpy. A horn honked in the distance, but it still confused him. He veered into oncoming traffic without thinking. The vehicles headed straight for him blared their horns, and Mitch swung back onto his side of the road. He didn't even seem to notice that this much was happening to him.

He pulled into school very oddly. He parked crooked in a space, and he left his lights on. He grabbed his bag, which spilled out his books when he started to carry it, and headed for the school with his doors unlocked and partially open. He walked into the doors and straight to his locker like normal. Katharine was already there waiting. She had her arms crossed tightly against herself, and her head was hung very low. Mitch could see that she was biting her lower lip nervously.

She spotted him and immediatly clung to him. She was crying lightly, but didn't want anyone to see her. Mitch put an arm around her and continued to his locker. He didn't think that she would show up at school that day, but she was obviously a stronger person than he thought.

"Mitch...people already know." she whispered to him. He stopped putting the combination into his lock to make sure of what she told him. "Brynn Cole's dad is a cop...he must have found out and asked her. It must have spread from there. There are already rumors. I..." she trailed off and began to cry again. Eventually she just left his side and ran towards the bathroom. Mitch took another moment to think before opening his locker.

As the door swung open, a student named Bryce came up to Mitch and greeted him. Mitch ignored him at first because he knew that he was going to become a problem. Bryce spun Mitch around quickly and shoved him back against a locker. Mitch glared at this person as he spoke strictly back.

"Listen up, killer." Bryce started. "We all know what you did to Freddy. What goes around comes around, murderer." Mitch shook his head slightly. Now he knew that people thought he was a murderer when Freddy really wasn't dead. Mitch knew saying this wouldn't make a difference to these ignorant people, so he remained quiet. "What?" questioned Bryce. "Am I getting on your nerves? Don't kill me off like you did to Freddy!" he continued with a laugh.

Mitch balled up his fist, but he restrained himself. Bryce along with everyone around laughed. Some laughed nervously, and others laughed antagonistically. The final straw was when Bryce shoved Mitch again in a "friendly" manner. Mitch smacked his hand away, then drew back his arm. His fist connected with Bryce's jaw, sending him backwards. The student almost fell, but he managed to grab on to someone to keep his balance. Bryce was still trying to see straight when Mitch charged him and tackled him to the ground. Mitch sat on Bryce and continuously pummeled his face. Bryce tried blocking, but he was still disoriented.

Blood was starting to make an appearance. Blood from Bryce splattered on the floors and nearby lockers. The blood covered Mitch's chest and fists. Blood also covered nearby students who started to move in to help Bryce. Mitch continued to punch with all his fury. Some students backed away in fear, but were unable to draw their eyes from the scene. Others began to move steadily closer towards Mitch. One brave soul actually put a hand onto his shoulder. Mitch jumped to his feet and swung blindly at the newcomer.

His fist again connected with a jaw. The student went down in one punch, and Mitch jumped onto him. Other students began to try to stop Mitch before he hurt anyone else. It took four or five more students to finally pin Mitch to the ground securely. People were terrified by the look in Mitch's eyes. They had never seen him do anything except for go to classes. They never expected him to fight, but then again, they never expected him to kill anyone either.

Katharine had returned from the bathroom by then, and she started to see the scene. Bryce had gotten back to his feet with the help of some of his friends, and he had started to stomp on Mitch's chest as the other students held him down. She broke through the crowd to reach Mitch, but hesitated again at the scene. She eventually dove ontop of Mitch to protect him from anymore of a beating, and the crowd fell silent. Bryce stepped forward and grabbed her violently by the shoulder.

"I'd get back if I was you, whore. You're no safer than he is around here." he told her. Somehow a story had arised that Katharine had sex with Freddy so that his attention was drawn away from everyone. While they were doing that, Mitch was able to sneak in and brutally stab and shoot Freddy long after he had died. They believed Mitch and Katharine had hidden Freddy's body from the police.

"Break it up!" called a deep voice from the hall. "Get to class! Break it up!" The principal came forward to see the situation. He saw Katharine above Mitch, and a bloodied Bryce standing above those two. Mitch by this time had also drawn blood and was breathing heavily. The principal again ordered everyone back to class before taking control of the situation. Those involved in the fight were sent to the office.

What seemed like an eternity later, Mitch and Katharine were called into his office at the same time. They were seated quietly as the principal stood at the wndow with his back faced to them. He had his hands folded behind his back, and he seemed to be deep in though. Mitch and Katharine sat quietly, waiting for some sort of response.

"I too have heard what had happened. I don't know which of this story is true, and which is just made up. I do know the facts. In all my years in education, I have had to deal with every kind of situation except for this one. I never dreamed that this would cross my path, but it was apparently inevitable." he started. He was speaking as if it were his last words. He spoke slowly and carefully, but his back was still turned. "The two of you have made quiet an impact on the entire student body. I don't want harm to come to anyone else, so I am doing this for your own good." With this he turned to face them. Mitch and Katharine stared up intently as he spoke, and watched as he sat down in his chair. "I am going to suspend the two of you until furthur notice. It may seem unfair, but it is the safest action I can make for the both of you. I am deeply sorry, but there is no alternative. Your work will be mailed to you, and you will be escorted safely out of the building, but you must leave immediately. I am very sorry."

The office remained silent for a few minutes as Mitch and Katharine were imagining their new futures. They had never expected this to happen, but maybe it really was for their safety. Neither one of them wanted to get into a fight everyday, and they didn't need constant verbal abuse either. Mitch stood slowly without saying a word, and he put a soft hand onto Katharine's shoulder. She stood quietly as well, and they both turned to leave without saying a word to the principal.

A silent ride home was soon followed by a silent afternoon in both households. Mitch could not find anything to do to occupy himself, so he stayed in the shower for hours until there was not an ounce of warm water left. Katharine had collapsed onto her bed, and was simply staring at her ceiling as he thoughts danced inside her head. If Freddy really was still alive, then nowhere would be safe for eiher of them. Nowhere around where they lived, that is. Katharine formed ideas of running away, and she was serious about them. Freddy could never know.

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Mitch opened his eyes slowly the next morning. He wasn't very tired, yet he wasn't all that awake either. He seemed to obtain a neutral state of mind over the whole situation. His mind hekd the event deep within, but the next day it seemed to Mitch like it never happened. Nothing was very different about him. He didn't know whether this was good or bad, but he didn't think it was normal. After dressing he noticed that his home wasn't as noisy as usual. In fact the place was vacant except for himself.

He drove to school slowly. He had lots more time than usual getting to school because of the few amount of distractions at his home that day. As he drove on towards school, he noticed that he was a little bit jumpy. A horn honked in the distance, but it still confused him. He veered into oncoming traffic without thinking. The vehicles headed straight for him blared their horns, and Mitch swung back onto his side of the road. He didn't even seem to notice that this much was happening to him.

He pulled into school very oddly. He parked crooked in a space, and he left his lights on. He grabbed his bag, which spilled out his books when he started to carry it, and headed for the school with his doors unlocked and partially open. He walked into the doors and straight to his locker like normal. Katharine was already there waiting. She had her arms crossed tightly against herself, and her head was hung very low. Mitch could see that she was biting her lower lip nervously.

She spotted him and immediatly clung to him. She was crying lightly, but didn't want anyone to see her. Mitch put an arm around her and continued to his locker. He didn't think that she would show up at school that day, but she was obviously a stronger person than he thought.

"Mitch...people already know." she whispered to him. He stopped putting the combination into his lock to make sure of what she told him. "Brynn Cole's dad is a cop...he must have found out and asked her. It must have spread from there. There are already rumors. I..." she trailed off and began to cry again. Eventually she just left his side and ran towards the bathroom. Mitch took another moment to think before opening his locker.

As the door swung open, a student named Bryce came up to Mitch and greeted him. Mitch ignored him at first because he knew that he was going to become a problem. Bryce spun Mitch around quickly and shoved him back against a locker. Mitch glared at this person as he spoke strictly back.

"Listen up, killer." Bryce started. "We all know what you did to Freddy. What goes around comes around, murderer." Mitch shook his head slightly. Now he knew that people thought he was a murderer when Freddy really wasn't dead. Mitch knew saying this wouldn't make a difference to these ignorant people, so he remained quiet. "What?" questioned Bryce. "Am I getting on your nerves? Don't kill me off like you did to Freddy!" he continued with a laugh.

Mitch balled up his fist, but he restrained himself. Bryce along with everyone around laughed. Some laughed nervously, and others laughed antagonistically. The final straw was when Bryce shoved Mitch again in a "friendly" manner. Mitch smacked his hand away, then drew back his arm. His fist connected with Bryce's jaw, sending him backwards. The student almost fell, but he managed to grab on to someone to keep his balance. Bryce was still trying to see straight when Mitch charged him and tackled him to the ground. Mitch sat on Bryce and continuously pummeled his face. Bryce tried blocking, but he was still disoriented.

Blood was starting to make an appearance. Blood from Bryce splattered on the floors and nearby lockers. The blood covered Mitch's chest and fists. Blood also covered nearby students who started to move in to help Bryce. Mitch continued to punch with all his fury. Some students backed away in fear, but were unable to draw their eyes from the scene. Others began to move steadily closer towards Mitch. One brave soul actually put a hand onto his shoulder. Mitch jumped to his feet and swung blindly at the newcomer.

His fist again connected with a jaw. The student went down in one punch, and Mitch jumped onto him. Other students began to try to stop Mitch before he hurt anyone else. It took four or five more students to finally pin Mitch to the ground securely. People were terrified by the look in Mitch's eyes. They had never seen him do anything except for go to classes. They never expected him to fight, but then again, they never expected him to kill anyone either.

Katharine had returned from the bathroom by then, and she started to see the scene. Bryce had gotten back to his feet with the help of some of his friends, and he had started to stomp on Mitch's chest as the other students held him down. She broke through the crowd to reach Mitch, but hesitated again at the scene. She eventually dove ontop of Mitch to protect him from anymore of a beating, and the crowd fell silent. Bryce stepped forward and grabbed her violently by the shoulder.

"I'd get back if I was you, whore. You're no safer than he is around here." he told her. Somehow a story had arised that Katharine had sex with Freddy so that his attention was drawn away from everyone. While they were doing that, Mitch was able to sneak in and brutally stab and shoot Freddy long after he had died. They believed Mitch and Katharine had hidden Freddy's body from the police.

"Break it up!" called a deep voice from the hall. "Get to class! Break it up!" The principal came forward to see the situation. He saw Katharine above Mitch, and a bloodied Bryce standing above those two. Mitch by this time had also drawn blood and was breathing heavily. The principal again ordered everyone back to class before taking control of the situation. Those involved in the fight were sent to the office.

What seemed like an eternity later, Mitch and Katharine were called into his office at the same time. They were seated quietly as the principal stood at the wndow with his back faced to them. He had his hands folded behind his back, and he seemed to be deep in though. Mitch and Katharine sat quietly, waiting for some sort of response.

"I too have heard what had happened. I don't know which of this story is true, and which is just made up. I do know the facts. In all my years in education, I have had to deal with every kind of situation except for this one. I never dreamed that this would cross my path, but it was apparently inevitable." he started. He was speaking as if it were his last words. He spoke slowly and carefully, but his back was still turned. "The two of you have made quiet an impact on the entire student body. I don't want harm to come to anyone else, so I am doing this for your own good." With this he turned to face them. Mitch and Katharine stared up intently as he spoke, and watched as he sat down in his chair. "I am going to suspend the two of you until furthur notice. It may seem unfair, but it is the safest action I can make for the both of you. I am deeply sorry, but there is no alternative. Your work will be mailed to you, and you will be escorted safely out of the building, but you must leave immediately. I am very sorry."

The office remained silent for a few minutes as Mitch and Katharine were imagining their new futures. They had never expected this to happen, but maybe it really was for their safety. Neither one of them wanted to get into a fight everyday, and they didn't need constant verbal abuse either. Mitch stood slowly without saying a word, and he put a soft hand onto Katharine's shoulder. She stood quietly as well, and they both turned to leave without saying a word to the principal.

A silent ride home was soon followed by a silent afternoon in both households. Mitch could not find anything to do to occupy himself, so he stayed in the shower for hours until there was not an ounce of warm water left. Katharine had collapsed onto her bed, and was simply staring at her ceiling as he thoughts danced inside her head. If Freddy really was still alive, then nowhere would be safe for eiher of them. Nowhere around where they lived, that is. Katharine formed ideas of running away, and she was serious about them. Freddy could never know.