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     So Jett and Chris "marched" to the office to await their punishment. The desk clerk, Ms. Obany, told them to wait in the next room. Ms. Obany was a thicker lady in her late fifty's and she's notorious around school for eating small children's dreams. She wasn't very nice at all. Jett and Chris waited in the next room for a staff member to tell them if they were getting detention, suspension, or any other form of school-born punishment.
     Chris kept eyeing Jett, like he was in sich anger he was going to pouce on him and kill him. Jett tried to pay no mind to him, being that he knew he was inferior to him, but he knew Chris would kick his ass hard if he said another word. A taller man with a bald head came into the room. Jett didn't reconize him, but the man reconized Chris in a heartbeat.
     "Chris, when are you gonna stop getting yourself in trouble?" he sighed.
     "Humph...never..." Chris mumbled. The man shook his head and sighed. He looked at Jett and distorted his face.
     "Your face I don't know. Maybe it's because you've got black hair all in it so I can't see it. Are you new?" he asked.
     "Yes. My first day was early last week," Jett answered and whiped his bangs from his eyes.
     "Do you have a name?"
     "I'm Jett Haner."
     "It's nice to officially meet you, Jett Haner. I'm Mr. Koalpack, the head principal of the school." Mr. Koalpack reached out his hand to chake Jett's hand and Jett took the offer. The principal smiled and asked in next question to Jett.
     "Okay, Jett. I can guess what Chris is doing here, but why don't you explain what you're in here for?"
     "Chris and I got into a verbal disagreement that escaladed into what could've been a physical fight," he said, trying to sound smart and calm to get Mr. Koalpack on his side. He seemed to like him already and he didn't want to spoil it. Mr. Koalpack started taking notes when Jett talked.
     "And what was the argument about?"
     "My family. Mr. Flemming asked everyone to stand up and tell the class about their family life and Chris wasn't entertained by my story."
     "What did he say?"
     "He made fun of my gay adopted father and the fact that my real mother was a hermaphardite and father was a drugee for a long while."
     Mr. Koalpack looked up and quirked a smile that looked like he wanted to laugh. "That's a bit of an odd situation you have there," he said.
     "I know it's not common at all, but that's my life and it's too stupid to make up and ask people to believe me. Chris made homosexual jokes about all my parents and I got close to his face and egged on a fight. I thought if he had the stomach to say those things about my family, he surely doesn't mind taking me out like he did them," Jett said. "So, yes, I egged on the fight."
     "Faggy is the fighter here, finally not my fault! Ha!" Chris blurted. Mr. Koalpack eyed him and put his finger to his lips to quiet him.
     "Did anything else happen?" the principal asked. Jett nodded his head no and Mr. Koalpack closed the binder he was writing in. "Okay, Chris, fair is fair. Do you have a different side of the story?"
     "Yea! This kid over here was talkin' 'bout how he got dis daddy of his that plays some nasty screamo with him and Jettie ova here was sayin', 'Ohh man dis music's better than all 'o ya'lls and ya'll gotta listen to this bogus' and I wus just makin' mai opinion sayin' dat I like different music than him. He's gettin'  all pissed at me cuz he tol' me some info and I tol' him some and he didn' like it," Chris said. Jett found it hard to understand him because he talked like he was from the ghetto and he didn't pronounce the whole word...or say anything longer than five letters.
     "Jettie?" Jett asked at his stupid petname he just recieved.
     Mr. Koalpack nodded. "Okay, fair is fair, I gave you a chance to speak. But what did all that have to do with making fun of his parents?"
     "He tol' us dat his daddy used to be a rockstar or sum crap like dat and sumone knew dat band he wus in and said dat they wus all gay 'n stuff. Said that two o' dem had a baby togetha and, man, if you wus thea, you woulda laughed too, man!"
     "He has a very odd way of growing up, that's unmistakable, but if that was you would you have laughed?"
     "Dude! I woulda laugh ev'ry dai dat's so funny!"
     "I don't think you would if you were in his position," he said. "Chris, for being a bully, especially to a new student, I'm suspending you for another ten days. Jett, you're here in the office, too. You're not getting off the hook for egging on a fight, but being that no physical harm was done, I'll only suspend you for three days. How about the both of you call someone to pick you up?"
     Chris sighed angrily and stomped out of the room towards the phone. "Jett, you're brand new to the school and you're already in my office. Is this going to be a normal for me? You seem like a smart kid. I have a lot of kids that I consider 'regulars' in here but I do occasionally get good kids that get caught up in bad situations like a fluke. Was today a fluke?"
     "Yeah. And I'm sorry for the disturbance. I'm normally a quiet kid, but I won't let anyone say anything about my family. I still see my biological father, my mother is dead, but I love everyone and even I won't let anyone start saying things about them."
     Mr. Koalpack smiled and patted Jett's shoulder. "I know how hard that is, being an adopted child myself, trying to keep people from making jokes about my family. I like you, Jett. I think you're bright." the principal left the room with Jett and he called Brian to come pick him up.
     "Hey, Dad."
     "Are you hurt? Did you hurt anyone? Is something wrong? Umm...did you just miss my beautiful voice?" Brian asked franticaly.
     "No, no, sorta, and not at all," Jett joked. "I got suspended from school for three days cuz I told off some jackass that made fun of you, Jimmy, Johnny, and Avenged Sevenfold."
     There was a slight pause from the other end of the line, but Jett could see the smile on Brian's face. "What kind of toppings do you want on your pizza and what flavor of ice cream do you want me to buy?"

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     So Jett and Chris "marched" to the office to await their punishment. The desk clerk, Ms. Obany, told them to wait in the next room. Ms. Obany was a thicker lady in her late fifty's and she's notorious around school for eating small children's dreams. She wasn't very nice at all. Jett and Chris waited in the next room for a staff member to tell them if they were getting detention, suspension, or any other form of school-born punishment.
     Chris kept eyeing Jett, like he was in sich anger he was going to pouce on him and kill him. Jett tried to pay no mind to him, being that he knew he was inferior to him, but he knew Chris would kick his ass hard if he said another word. A taller man with a bald head came into the room. Jett didn't reconize him, but the man reconized Chris in a heartbeat.
     "Chris, when are you gonna stop getting yourself in trouble?" he sighed.
     "Humph...never..." Chris mumbled. The man shook his head and sighed. He looked at Jett and distorted his face.
     "Your face I don't know. Maybe it's because you've got black hair all in it so I can't see it. Are you new?" he asked.
     "Yes. My first day was early last week," Jett answered and whiped his bangs from his eyes.
     "Do you have a name?"
     "I'm Jett Haner."
     "It's nice to officially meet you, Jett Haner. I'm Mr. Koalpack, the head principal of the school." Mr. Koalpack reached out his hand to chake Jett's hand and Jett took the offer. The principal smiled and asked in next question to Jett.
     "Okay, Jett. I can guess what Chris is doing here, but why don't you explain what you're in here for?"
     "Chris and I got into a verbal disagreement that escaladed into what could've been a physical fight," he said, trying to sound smart and calm to get Mr. Koalpack on his side. He seemed to like him already and he didn't want to spoil it. Mr. Koalpack started taking notes when Jett talked.
     "And what was the argument about?"
     "My family. Mr. Flemming asked everyone to stand up and tell the class about their family life and Chris wasn't entertained by my story."
     "What did he say?"
     "He made fun of my gay adopted father and the fact that my real mother was a hermaphardite and father was a drugee for a long while."
     Mr. Koalpack looked up and quirked a smile that looked like he wanted to laugh. "That's a bit of an odd situation you have there," he said.
     "I know it's not common at all, but that's my life and it's too stupid to make up and ask people to believe me. Chris made homosexual jokes about all my parents and I got close to his face and egged on a fight. I thought if he had the stomach to say those things about my family, he surely doesn't mind taking me out like he did them," Jett said. "So, yes, I egged on the fight."
     "Faggy is the fighter here, finally not my fault! Ha!" Chris blurted. Mr. Koalpack eyed him and put his finger to his lips to quiet him.
     "Did anything else happen?" the principal asked. Jett nodded his head no and Mr. Koalpack closed the binder he was writing in. "Okay, Chris, fair is fair. Do you have a different side of the story?"
     "Yea! This kid over here was talkin' 'bout how he got dis daddy of his that plays some nasty screamo with him and Jettie ova here was sayin', 'Ohh man dis music's better than all 'o ya'lls and ya'll gotta listen to this bogus' and I wus just makin' mai opinion sayin' dat I like different music than him. He's gettin'  all pissed at me cuz he tol' me some info and I tol' him some and he didn' like it," Chris said. Jett found it hard to understand him because he talked like he was from the ghetto and he didn't pronounce the whole word...or say anything longer than five letters.
     "Jettie?" Jett asked at his stupid petname he just recieved.
     Mr. Koalpack nodded. "Okay, fair is fair, I gave you a chance to speak. But what did all that have to do with making fun of his parents?"
     "He tol' us dat his daddy used to be a rockstar or sum crap like dat and sumone knew dat band he wus in and said dat they wus all gay 'n stuff. Said that two o' dem had a baby togetha and, man, if you wus thea, you woulda laughed too, man!"
     "He has a very odd way of growing up, that's unmistakable, but if that was you would you have laughed?"
     "Dude! I woulda laugh ev'ry dai dat's so funny!"
     "I don't think you would if you were in his position," he said. "Chris, for being a bully, especially to a new student, I'm suspending you for another ten days. Jett, you're here in the office, too. You're not getting off the hook for egging on a fight, but being that no physical harm was done, I'll only suspend you for three days. How about the both of you call someone to pick you up?"
     Chris sighed angrily and stomped out of the room towards the phone. "Jett, you're brand new to the school and you're already in my office. Is this going to be a normal for me? You seem like a smart kid. I have a lot of kids that I consider 'regulars' in here but I do occasionally get good kids that get caught up in bad situations like a fluke. Was today a fluke?"
     "Yeah. And I'm sorry for the disturbance. I'm normally a quiet kid, but I won't let anyone say anything about my family. I still see my biological father, my mother is dead, but I love everyone and even I won't let anyone start saying things about them."
     Mr. Koalpack smiled and patted Jett's shoulder. "I know how hard that is, being an adopted child myself, trying to keep people from making jokes about my family. I like you, Jett. I think you're bright." the principal left the room with Jett and he called Brian to come pick him up.
     "Hey, Dad."
     "Are you hurt? Did you hurt anyone? Is something wrong? Umm...did you just miss my beautiful voice?" Brian asked franticaly.
     "No, no, sorta, and not at all," Jett joked. "I got suspended from school for three days cuz I told off some jackass that made fun of you, Jimmy, Johnny, and Avenged Sevenfold."
     There was a slight pause from the other end of the line, but Jett could see the smile on Brian's face. "What kind of toppings do you want on your pizza and what flavor of ice cream do you want me to buy?"