Wolf in the Dark

We're staring at each other with anger. Neither one of us wanted to move either way. But I've come too far to let this b***h get to me. So many resources were exhausted, including my patience and my soul. " You sure you want to do this, you so-called warrior of the smokewatermoon pack?" He asks, pulling up his sleeves with this grim look on his ugly face. One hundred percent anger with a chance of whooping his ass. My arm went forward and my fist connected with his nose, knocking his nose ring crooked. My head is hurting from head butting this i***t to break his nose further. I considered his request for him to surrender, but don't disrespect me in the process of surrendering. No. You know disrespecting me while trying to surrender is not helping you," I replied. He grimaces before cowering in fear against my hold. "You will never be a part of the Kingdom Warriors...nobody knows who you are," he says with a vengeance in his voice. A c***k of the gate erupts, announcing the principal and monitors have arrived. My hands pulled behind me, stopping me from hitting this scumbag again in the face, offering me nothing but my wrist hurting a little. Friends are coming down to break it all up now that I have the anger down some to focus on what the hell was happening. Teachers and the Principal of Mcknight Wolf Academy were only there to help us train warriors with the Kingdom Warriors of the smokewatermoon pack. I quickly tried to calm down, wondering if I had ruined my chances of fighting alongside the Kingdom Warriors. And if he knows any better, he had better not come near me. My pulse was racing and a part of me wanted to get away from whoever was holding my fist behind my back. A raw mix of nerves and fear. I swear if he gets off free for what he said to me, I'll tare him apart and feed him to the bears. "What the hell is going on...this is not good," the Principle proclaims, trying to control her anger inappropriately 2in from my face. I try to wiggle my hands out of the hold but it made my wrist hurt even more. Through the strain of anger, I counted the phones etched in everybody's hands. "He started this s**t! Called me a mutt!" I yelled out. The beautiful old principal doesn't take kindly to my yelling and puts a hand over my mouth. Probably wants to calm me down even more. "Wait, wait," my best friend says, acknowledging my frustration before it explodes. I watch as she explains what happened. "My office now the both of you," the Principal says, having turned on her hill towards the school front door. The principal pointed to the door, waiting for him and me to walk up the stairs. Makes sense since we caused a scene. More frustration and anger to navigate through nothing a wolf run can't fix. I lower my head when in the principal's office, considering whether to run out of there or just accept the consequences for whooping his ass. "C'mon on why doesn't he get suspended too, it's his fault!" I yelled over the principal, anger trying to come to the surface and telling me to just leave well enough alone. I can be levelheaded. We continued our punishment meeting, my tears trail down my face until the principal stopped talking. A final glance at the principal and she nodded. "Here," the principal solemnly said, as she handed me a pink piece of paper. "This is your suspension slip." She steps aside, looking down as he grabs another pink sleep. I got up and sat crossed-legged in my chair and watched as she handed the guy a 5-day suspension to my amusement. "Isn't that something," I mumbled, more out of astonishment than anger. "Shocked?" the principal asks, daring to shake the balance. "You might say that," I answered, not taking my eyes off the door that would soon bring my parents through. Tears continued to run down my face in a steady stream. Who knows what's going to happen when they arrive, I think to myself, those words have been said to me by another person once in my life.