Enrique sat relaxed in the uncomfortable detention chair, he tapped the side of the chair and waited. He watched other kids go in and then his name was called along with the name of the varsity player he had gotten into a fight with. The two walked towards the principles door and got there almost at the exact same second, each reached for the handle and Enrique pushed the jocks hand out of the way. Then the jock did the same, then Enrique got in his face.

"You wanna go again?" Enrique said pushing him back. The boy pushed Enrique back, then the woman at the desk shouted and told them to shut the hell up and go inside. Enrique did as he was told opening the door and he sat down in one of two chairs in the principles office. The principle himself sat there at the desk reading both of their files.

"This is certainly unexpected," The principle said, " Mr.Daniels you have a perfect record. Why would you jeopardize your future for something so stupid?"

"He started it," the varsity jock said.

"Oh bull shit!" Enrique said "You walked up to me right after class, dont even try to pin this on me."

"Both of you shut up," The principle said calmly, "To be honest I dont care who started it, the punishments have already been decided. Mr.Daniels your father called earlier and said you are to go home immediately and he will punish you there. Mr. Ortiz, you will do an hour of detention for the next week after school, is this clear?"

"I didnt even do anything," Enrique said getting agitated "Your pretty boy here came up to me and started it. Ask his butt buddies who freaking tried to hold me down, he started it."

"As I said I dont care," The principle said clearly annoyed, "You're getting detention and I suggest you come to terms with it."

He pointed towards the jock and then towards the door, the jock got the message and walked out closing the door behind him. The principle wrote something down on a piece of paper then tore off the area he had written on and handed it to Enrique. He read it and laughed out loud, the paper read ' [i] Mrs.Piepres Room 137, see her for some therapy. [/i] '. He threw it down and walked out of the office slamming the door behind him, he jogged out to the curb and revved his bike then sped off towards the orphanage. He stopped outside for a moment and sat on his bike, he slammed his helmet into the bike then dismounted and walked his bike to the side of the orphanage. He hung his helmet on the handle bars and walked inside, he went to the kitchen and pulled a glass from the cabinet. He filled the glass with water and drank some then proceeded to walk about the orphanage.