A/N: Anyone want to guess who'll be introduced this chapter? Yes? No? Haha~

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I sit in the principal's office with Gilbert and Francis. A teacher stands behind both of their chairs, prepared to pull them off of each other should they decide to start fighting again.

I turn my head as I hear the door open. The principal, named Mr. Samuels walks in; a thin, older man with brown hair, gradually turning gray over many years of working at the school.

He looks at me and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"This issue again, Matthew?"

I nod, face bright red.

The principal walks over to his desk and sits down in front of the three of us.

"Thank you, Mr. Jarvis, Mr Anderson. You may go now. I can handle anything that happens here."

They nod and leave the room, closing the door behind them.

"Now, I have gathered from the looks of things," he says, nodding at Gilbert and Francis, "that the two of you have been fighting."

They remain silent.

"I'll take that as a yes. Now, you both know the rules. Fighting results in a minimum of three and a maximum of ten days of suspension from school. You did quite a bit of damage to each other, am I right?"

Gilbert smirks and looks over at Francis, the latter scowling.

Mr. Samuels sighs.

"I would like to hear the whole story from all three of you."

Both Gilbert and Francis start talking at light speed, voices gradually rising in volume in an attempt to make themselves heard. I remain silent.

Mr. Samuels raises a hand, signaling them to be quiet.

"One at a time, please."

He turns and looks at Francis.

"You may go first, then Gilbert, then Matthew."

They both tell their sides of the story, only stopping to answer the occasional question.

Mr. Samuels then turns to me, waiting for me to speak.

I manage to speak, somehow. My voice is shaking, and I hesitate a lot in between words, but the principal is patient with me.

After we have all shared our sides of the story, he speaks again.

"Hm, sounds like the fight was pretty intense."

Silence follows.

"After hearing this from you, boys, I have made my decision that you Gilbert, and you Francis, will be suspended from school for ten days, starting tomorrow."

Today is Monday, so that would be a Tuesday. So they should be back on the Tuesday two weeks from now, I think.

"You two are free to go. Don't bother going back to class, just head on home. Matthew, I would like you to stay for a few minutes so I can talk to you about something."

I nod.

"I'll be waiting right outside the office , all right?" Gilbert says softly.

I nod again.

Francis walks out of the office. Gilbert waits until he is out the front door of the school, then leaves.

Mr. Samuels looks at me. I squirm a bit in my seat.

"Matthew, I know we have done a poor job of controlling the bullying, and I am sorry," he says in a quiet voice.

I say nothing.

"I'm afraid there's not much we can do, but if you need to talk to someone, I'll be here to listen."

"'Kay," I respond. I appreciate the thought, but I have no intention of going to him about it. I don't really trust anyone, especially adults.

Gilbert being the only exception. How can you not trust someone who has saved your ass on more than one occasion?

"You may go now, Matthew. I imagine you would like to go home?"

I nod.

"Thank you, sir."

He smiles.

I exit the office. I see Gilbert sitting on a wooden bench directly outside it.

He stands up and walks over to me.

"Well, I won't be here for ten days. You'll be okay?"

I nod.

"Come on, lets walk over to my house."

"Okay," I say.

We start walking. We exit the building, only to hear someone rapidly approaching us.

"Wait!"

We stop and turn around. I see the Hispanic guy from earlier running towards us.

"Who?" Gilbert asks.

I shrug.

The Hispanic guy catches up to us and stops.

"Dios mio, you guys walk fast," he says, panting.

Gilbert and I exchange a look.

"What are you doing?" Gilbert asks, confused.

"Me? I'm ditching with my girlfriend!" he answers. "She'll deny it, but she loves me!"

I see a girl with long, brown hair walking towards us.

"Ah, here she is," he says, smiling.

The girl rolls her eyes.

"Anyway, I am Antonio, and this is my lovely girlfriend, Lovina~" he says, putting an arm around her affectionately, pulling her close to him.

She blushes.

"Sh-shut up bastard, I'm only doing this with you because it's better than being there..."

His smile fades away and he looks at us, green eyes suddenly serious.

"Anyway, I came to apologize for not doing anything to help you earlier. I talked to Francis as he was leaving, and it turns out we are no longer friends, if that makes you feel any better."

Gilbert's eyes narrow with suspicion.

"What did you say to him?"

"I basically told him what an asshole he was for doing that to you, Matthew. I don't think you'd like to hear the details, haha~"

Lovina looks down at her feet.

Antonio looks at her and holds her tighter.

"You know, you're not the only reason I decided to quit being his friend. He...he called my Lovina a slut, so that kind of set me off too..."

"You didn't have to tell them that!" she says, attempting to sound angry; instead, her voice came out as a soft, pathetic whimper.

"Sorry, mi tomate, but they have a right to know," he says, stroking her hair.

I look at them and think of how beautiful and pure their love seems. I look at Gilbert and see that he is looking at them; he then turns and looks at me. I blush and look away slightly. He laughs.

"Well," Gilbert says, "we're going now. I'll be out for ten days, so look after Mattie at school until I get back."

"Can do! See you tomorrow then, Matthew!" Antonio says, taking Lovina and walking away.

Gilbert and I begin walking once more, staying silent for a minute.

"Well, that was nice of them," he says with a smile.

I smile as well.

"Hey Mattie, will you come with me to the airport on Saturday? There's someone I want you to meet," he asks.

"Um, sure!" I reply. "Who is it?"

His smile grows bigger.

"My good friend, Elizabeta."


A/N: Surprised? Confused? Other emotions? Haha~

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