“That fucking bullshit of a rumor has been pissing me off for a while,” Sammy remarks as she undoes her ponytail and then wipes the blood off her chin, “So I hope you don’t mind if I blow off some steam real quick, would ya?”

“Wh-what even are you?” one of the seniors asks.

“Me?” Sammy questions as a twisted smile grows on her face, “I’m The Big Bad Wolf.”

Trisha, Victor, and the other seniors feel a shift in the air as the twisted smile on Sammy’s face grows wider and wider.

“Y-you crazy bitch!” A senior yells as she tries to run.

“Hey,” Sammy says as she pounces on the senior, sending them to the ground, “Where do you think you’re going?”

The senior tries to escape from her grasp but Sammy’s grip is surprisingly strong. Sammy whispers into the senior's ear, “Choose a finger.”

“Ring, Wh-why?!” the senior asks.

“Because that’s the finger I’ll be breaking first!” Sammy remarks as she goes to do just that,

However before she can do so, Victor Dunnerman punches her off of the other senior. Every other person quickly leaves the gym except for a frightened Trisha, confident Victor, confused Christopher, unconscious Randy, & an eager Sammy.

“Y-you gonna beat that girl up, r-right?” Trisha questions.

“Don’t worry,” Victor says as he looks back to Trisha, “I’m the best basketball player this school’s ever seen, there’s no way I’m gonna lose to some girl-”

Though he was never able to finish that sentence due to Sammy managing to deliver a kick to the man’s head. Sammy opens her palm and starts to use her long nails to begin scratching at Victor.

As Victor lifts up his arms to guard Sammy, he thinks to himself how her attacks are sloppy, irregular, and primal. She mixes quicker weak attacks with powerful slow ones better than most and does so without properly thinking of it. The only thing on her mind was exerting the burning emotions out of her.

“C’mon, why don’t you fight back?!” Sammy remarks as she delivers a calf kick into Victor, “Your fighting skills are far worse than any I’ve encountered back in Seastar!”

“Alright, you asked for it!” Victor roars as he starts to swing at Sammy, though Sammy keeps on dodging his attacks.

As the two fight, Christopher stands there in shock. Ever since he was little, he always thought to himself how fighting would never solve anything in his life. Thanks to his dad, he was able to experience firsthand just how horrid taking out your aggression on others can be.

So he swore that he’d never fight, to never throw a fist. He’d be able to stop all of his problems through compassion. And a part of him still thinks he can, but when Victor and the other members of the basketball team noticed that, they saw him as someone able to be picked on.

Alex would try to stop them but Christopher didn’t mind the team’s hazing, he’s experienced worse for far longer. But after seeing Vincent’s aggression and anger turn to others, turn to his friends. Something inside of Christopher started to swell up.

Something he hadn’t purely felt before.

Anger.

“You better stop dodging!” Vincent yells as he swings his fist at Sammy.

“Why not! I like this game of cat-&-mou-,” Sammy begins to say before realizing that was a feint attack and Vincent’s real attack is his other fist which is careening right toward her face.

She can’t dodge the attack in time so she decides to lean right into it to get hit.

Except the fist never lands on Sammy. Because Christopher Wrinkle caught it.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Vincent asks as he tries to pull his hand away.

“K-kick his ass babe, he’s just a sophomore!” Trisha yells from across the room.

“You should feel ashamed,” Christopher remarks as he begins to squeeze and crush Vincent’s fist, “For being the first person…”

Christopher’s other hand tightens into a fist and he begins to swing it as he yells, “To receive my fist!!”

As the fist lands on Vincent, the power of it is enough to send Vincent falling back unconscious. Trisha runs over to try and stop him from falling but Vincent lands on her anyway and the two are knocked unconscious.

“Woah,” Sammy remarks, “That punch! That form! That stance! It’s gotta be…”

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Christopher looks over at Sammy before Sammy groans, “The worst punch I’ve ever seen! If you weren’t so jacked and I didn’t kick him down a lot he would have been still standing.”

“R-really,” Christopher asks embarrassed.

“Yes and you shouldn’t wrap your fingers around your thumb,” Sammy instructs as she goes to lift up the still-unconscious Randy.

“Have you heard the buzz of who I am?” Randy murmurs in his sleep.

“Alright, big guy, you mind helping me carry this guy while we make a break for it?” Sammy asks.

“Sure but why do we need to run?” Christopher asks as he carries Randy by the legs.

“Because if I get caught in a fight here I’ll get expelled,” Sammy responds as she carries Randy by the arms.

The three quickly leave the unconscious seniors in the gym as they make sure to make it as far away as possible from there. As they do so, Sammy wonders how the others are doing.

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As for Alex, he’s doing….well he’s just confused.

What he had in mind was entering Jefferson’s classroom, finding Georgia Gibson, and teaching her a lesson on why they shouldn’t mess with the miracle clinic.

Instead, he finds her putting in too much time trying to study for an upcoming math test.

“I don’t really care enough to be picking on you guys,” Georgia remarks.

“Uh okay,” Alex says as he stands there, “This is kinda anti-climactic.”

Alex leaves as he hopes he wasn’t the only one who had an uninteresting side plot.

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“So you want us to stop hazing right?” Bernard asks as he looks at Ronnie.

Ronnie is standing in the center of the room glaring up at Bernard Ginger, the head of the baking club. The other people in the room are other seniors and the youngest member of the club, Hamster, who is a bit confused at why the two are trying to get into a fight.

“Yeah and if you don’t then you might not like what’s going to happen,” Ronnie insists.

“Ugh fine,” Bernard groans, “I’ll stop with that.”

Ronnie smirks as he begins to walk away, however, Bernard smirks as he continues, “If you complete The Bakers’ Dozen.”

Ronnie turns around confused, “The Bakers’ Dozen?”

“It’s a tradition we have here where you have to try out twelve of our more… 'experimental’ food ideas,” Bernard explains.

The other seniors of the club set down twelve different items on the table, Ronnie looks at all of them with disgust.

“Think you can handle it?” Bernard asks.

Ronnie is a bit hesitant but after looking at Hamster & Bennet, and seeing how if he doesn’t act they’ll continue to be harassed, he accepts the challenge with a simple response, “Sure let me dig in.”

The first item on the menu is a bunch of potato chips coated in heavy mustard. You can’t even see the chips due to how much mustard is on them. However, Ronnie still eats them regardless.

Up next is clam chowder-flavored ice cream, Ronnie almost gags but he manages to consume it.

Ronnie, wanting to speed up the process, eats the next three dishes all together; relish coated bugs, extremely dry chicken, and very rubbery steak.

He then moves on to the sixth dish, a hot dog with mayo on it. Though as he eats it, he finds it odd that it’s actually kind of good, or at the very least better than everything he’s had so far.

“Halfway done,” Ronnie teases.

The next dish is wings coated in extremely spicy hot sauce, Ronnie manages to eat it just fine however the heat from it slowly begins to rise. Bernard pours a glass of milk, hands it over to Ronnie, before pulling it back and drinking it all.

After that Ronnie decides to finish up some of the other dishes quickly; he munches down on the uncooked pizza, devours the raw potatoes drenched in ranch, and gulps down the cup filled with juice from canned fish.

“Since you like combining our dishes,” Bernard explains, as he adds a live centipede to the German dish known as ‘dead grandma’, “How about you have the final two dishes at the same time?”

Ronnie looks at the dish and feels his stomach churn, if he wasn’t already sick from all the food he had to eat already this would surely do it.

“Of course, you can stop right now,” Bernard insists.

Ronnie contemplates the idea for a second before slamming his hands onto the table and looking at Bernard.

“You got any silverware with you? Because I’m ready to dig in!” Ronnie exclaims.

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“Ugh, what the hell!” Evan groans.

The president of the student council walks down the halls of Starlight High on a new day, he’s walking with X Locke by his side who doesn’t seem too interested in what Evan’s complaining about.

“Yesterday everyone stopped trying to help get rid of those miracle clinic chumps!” Evan complains, “First Trisha & Vincent are in the hospital for broken bones, then Georgia is too busy ‘studying’ to work on hazing them, and now Bernard isn’t even answering my calls!”

“I mean I can’t blame him for not wanting to talk to you, I heard he made some poor kid eat a bunch of disgusting shit and when the kid finished, he threw all of it up right into Bernard’s face,” X laughs.

Evan is a bit hesitant as he tries to think of something before turning to X and asking, “Hey buddy, why don’t you help me take those kids down a notch!”

“Ugh, why?” X asks.

“Because we’re friends!” Evan remarks, “I’ve made sure the other seniors don’t try to antagonize you for how much of a freak you are, the least you could do is return the favor.”

“Look Evan,” X begins to say, “I doubt anyone would want to antagonize me when I’m so lovely, and I did warn you not to do this.”

“C’mon, can you please help-” Evan begins to plead before hearing someone clear their throat.

Evan turns to see Ronnie standing there and asking, “Hey, mind if I join this convo?”

Evan looks at Ronnie completely befuddled before laughing, “The fuck do you want ya’ pissant? Don’t you know I’m the president of the student council?!”

“Why do you say that like it’s such an important thing, it really isn’t,” Ronnie sighs, “And I’m here to just let you know that I’ll be getting revenge for what you started.”

“Oh really, and how do you plan to do that?” Evan asks smugly.

“Easy, I heard that there’s an election coming up for the student council president, so I had someone join,” Ronnie remarks as Selina, Marcus, and Elizabeth begin to set up posters around the school.

Hearing that Evan laughs, “You think you would be able to beat me in an election?! There’s no way a sophomore would ever get that role!”

“I know,” Ronnie responds, “Didn’t you hear me before? I said I had someone join the running. I never said that someone was me.”

Evan is confused before looking at the posters that are being put up to see that his new rival in this election is…X Locke?!

“Hope you’re able to compete against someone in your grade,” Ronnie remarks, “Because he’s got our full support!”

“Oh hey, that’s me,” X remarks as he looks at the poster, “Wait, how come I’m running for the election?”

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