Normal POV

Tracy got her purse from her locker and put her acceptance letters in it. She and Edmund walk back into the main office and sign out. Edmund hands in his visitor's pass, and they head out to his car. He drives to the emergency room. When they pull into the hospital parking lot, Tracy looks out the window to see the 'Emergency Room' sign.

"I thought we were going to the doctor, not the emergency room," Tracy says.

"Sorry Cuz, but I'd feel better if an emergency room doctor checked you out instead of your primary care doctor," Edmund says.

Edmund shuts off the engine, and they walk inside. Tracy noticed that the receptionist was the same person working the day of her first softball game when she broke her ankle.

"Tracy, what happened?" The nurse asks.

"I finally stood up to the bully who had been picking on me since my first day of school. He tackled me to the floor, and I hit my head," Tracy answers.

"Who brought you in today?"

"My cousin Edmund," Tracy answers.

Edmund introduced himself to the nurse, and she thanked him for his service.

"You're welcome, Ma'am. When will the doctor be able to see us?" Edmund asks.

"Dr. Anderson will be out in twenty minutes,"

"Okay," Edmund says.

They walk over to the chair in the waiting room.

"I forgot to tell you I got into Michigan State and even got a softball Scholarship," Tracy says.

"That's great. Is it okay if I read the letter?" Edmund asks.

"Sure," Tracy answers.

Tracy takes the letters out of her purse and hands them to her cousin. Edmund looks down at the envelope from Michigan State and notices that the Michigan State letterhead isn't straight. He takes out the letter, sees several misspelled words, and notices that the person who wrote it didn't format it correctly. He wants to tell his cousin it's fake but knows this isn't the right time or place to do it. He puts the letter back inside the envelope and gives it back to her.

"Congrats," Edmund says.

"Thanks, I can't wait to tell Mom and Dad," Tracy says.

Tracy put it back in her purse. They sit in silence until they hear Dr. Anderson walking up to them.

"Hi, Tracy," Dr. Anderson says.

"Hello, Dr. Anderson. Can we get started now? I want to get back to school in time to sing in music class," Tracy says.

Dr. Anderson chuckles and leads them to his exam room. Edmund sits down in one of the chairs against the wall. Tracy sits down on the exam table, and Dr. Anderson walks over to her. Tracy tells him everything that happened leading up to when Grant tackled her to the floor. Dr. Anderson starts his exam and finds a small bump on the back of her head. He takes out a small flashlight from his pocket. He turns it on and moves it back and forth in front of Tracy's eyes.

"Follow the light with your eyes, please. So, did you feel dizzy after you hit your head?" Dr. Anderson asks.

"A little," Tracy answers honestly.

"Did your vision get blurry?" Dr. Anderson asks.

"For a few seconds," Tracy answers.

Dr. Anderson is happy to see that she is able to follow the light perfectly. He turns off the flashlight and puts it away. "I'm going to test your balance and coordination now. Can you stand on one foot, please?"

Dr. Anderson takes a few steps back. Tracy hops down off of the exam table. She stands on her right foot. Edmund and Dr. Anderson were surprised to see her standing up as well as a gymnast on a balance beam, and she wasn't wobbling. She stands like that for two minutes before she says, "Dr. Anderson, can I stop now? My leg is starting to get tired,"

"Yes, sorry," Dr. Anderson apologizes.

"What other tests do you need to do?" Tracy asks.

"Just your reflexes, hearing, strength and sensation," Dr. Anderson answers.

"Okay," Tracy sighs.

=Welcome To Reefside=

Principal Randall and Grant walk into the main office. They walk up to her assistant, Jackie. Her emerald green eyes look up from the computer screen.

"Grant was picking on another student," Jackie asks.

"Yes, but this time, he tackled the student, and she went to the doctor. Can you call his parents, please?" Randall asks.

Jackie nods. She picks up the phone and dials the number to Mrs. Annabelle Patterson's work, the Reefside Diner.

"Don't call my parents, please. I'll write an apology letter - even work in the cafeteria." Grant begs.

"Sorry, Grant, but this is your third strike," Randall says.

Annabelle's POV

We just finished serving a business breakfast meeting, and I'm clearing the dishes off the table. I put the last pile of plates into the bin and take them back to the kitchen. I set them on the counter next to the sink. I turn around to see my boss standing behind me. He has that look on his face he had the last time the school called. "Annabelle, The Principal's assistant from Reefside High, is on the phone for you. - again."

"Thank you, sir," I say politely.

I walk to the office and pick up the phone.

"Hello,"

"Hello, Mrs. Patterson, I'm afraid that Grant is in the principal's office - again," Jackie says.

"I hoped that you're not calling me to tell me that my son isn't in trouble and that he is getting an award for the most improved student."

"I'm afraid not," Jackie says.

"I'll be there in twenty minutes,"

Normal POV

Grant nervously looks over at the clock and sees he has only five more minutes till his mom arrives. Principal Randall walks in with his backpack and jacket. She sets them down on the floor next to her chair as she sits down. They hear the door open and look over at it to see Annabelle standing in the doorway.

"Mrs. Patterson, please have a seat so we can discuss your son's future at Reefside High," Randall says.

Annabelle walks in and sits down next to her son. Principal Randall hands her the phone she confiscated from the student in Dr. Oliver's class. Annabelle watches the video and is in shock, seeing her son trying to get Tracy to fight him.

"Grant Andre Patterson, you promised your father and me that you'd stop acting like this." Annabella snaps.

"I'm sorry, Mom," Grant says meekly.

"Sorry, isn't going to work this time, young man. Your father and I will talk more about your punishment when he gets home from work," Annabelle says sternly.

"Mrs. Patterson, I think that there is only one option left," Randall says.

"You're going to hold me back," Grant says.

"No, you were given plenty of second chances and abused them," Randall says.

Grant looks down to see her pick up his bookbag and jacket. She walks over to him and hands them to him.

"I have no choice but to expel you," Randall says.

"This isn't far. You aren't even giving me a chance to tell my part of the story," Grant says.

"I'm sorry, Grant, but you've lied to me before too. Plus, the video would be able to counteract any of your statements," Randall says.

Grant snatches his things out of the principal's hands and slumps down in his chair.

"Are there any papers I need to sign?" Annabelle asks.

Principal Randall nods. After Annabelle fills out the forms, she and Grant leave her office for the last time.

You might not be a student at Reefside High anymore, Grant. I think that there is a new school that might take you in - Mesogog's School for the wickedly gifted. Principal Randall thinks.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Tracy sits down on the exam table, happy to be finished with all of Dr. Anderson's tests.

"So, Dr. Anderson, does she have a concussion?" Edmund asks.

"No, all her tests revealed that she is fine." Dr. Anderson answers.

"Can I go back to school, please," Tracy asks.

"Yes, you can, but I'd like someone to keep a close eye on you for the next 24 hours to be on the safe side. Also, I'll give you a note to give to your gym teacher," Dr. Anderson answers.

Dr. Anderson writes her the excuse note, and she happily takes it before she hops off the exam table. Dr. Anderson and Edmund chuckle seeing Tracy's eagerness to get back to school.

"Thank you for everything, Dr. Anderson," Edmund says.

"You're welcome," Dr. Anderson says.

They shake hands before Edmund sprints out the door to catch up with his cousin.

"Slow down, Cuz," Edmund shouts.