• Kylie's POV 
“ So, I have finally come up with the perfect punishment. ” She finally spoke after what's seems like hours of standing there watching her rub her chin with a smirk on her face.
My mom is planning something evil  in that her big head, I wonder what it could be.
“ I decided that you,” She said pointing at Camille, “ will be giving a week of detention and you write an essay of why you should not fight that's your punishment.”
“ As for you, ” She turned to me, I could see that she is trying not to smile, “ you will be suspended for a month.”
“ Why?! ” I screamed.
What kind of mother do I have ?
“ Did I say a month ? I meant a week, sorry. ” She corrected herself, giggling softly.
“ Still why mo....ma ? ”
“ Yes ma, why ? Why is she given suspension while I'm given a punishment that bore me to death, it is not fair. ” Camille complained.
Tsk, she is even lucky mom did not expel her. But what is this woman planning now, she has a reason for giving me suspension.
My mom scoffed, clasping her hands together she placed it on the table then say, “  Giving you one week detention is not what it is in my mind, the punishment I was thinking of giving you is way worse than this how could you hurt my...” She took in a sharp breath stopping her fo utterimg whatever she wanted to say then she released it as a sigh and continue, “ hurt a student, the nurse told me that her face is in a pretty bad shape let's leave that aside, you are supposed to be thankful because you know what your Dad will do to you if he hears that you got into a fight, maybe I should give you suspension instead because...”
“ No ma,” She shouted interrupting her. “ I'm fine with the detention, thank you ma.”
Mom eyed her from head to toe then let out a slight chuckle before talking, “ Please you can leave now.” She said politely.
I was walking extremely slow waiting for her to call for me and I was wondering what I will do to my face, I was jolt back to reality when I heard her speak. 
“ Hey you stay,” She said, the principal has already gotten outside  while Camille is about to and me I have not even reach the door. We all turned to her.
“ the girl with the scarf wrapped round her face should stay.” 
The principal looked at me with pity in his eyes, is my mum that bad  that he will look at me that way like I'm going to die if I'm left alone with her.
Camille glanced at me then went out shutting the door behind, I went to lock the door so no one will not just enter without us knowing.
“ So how bad is your face ?” Mom asked with a chuckle.
“ Not that bad,” I said unwrapping the scarf from my face, “ my face is just bruised a little, nothing else.” I said as I flinged the scarf towards the volcanic grey ceni three seater fabric couch, but it fell on the ground walking to the spot where it fell I stopped midway when I heard her gasp loudly.
My hair whipped around sholuder as I turned to face her, “ What ?”
“ Little bruise ? your face looks bad , I should have expel her,” Her tone sounded angry, she walked towards the cabinet which was a little bit higher than her, she stood on her toes stretching her hands upward to open it, she brought out a first aid box which is white in a colour and has a red cross sign on the front side and maybe at the back. 
“ Seriously ma, I'm okay.” I said trying to make her not think of expelling Camille because if her mind is set on something she will surely do it one way or the other. 
She turned eyeing walking behind her brown high-back leather chair which matches the messy brown-black corner desk with metal legs, papers were scattered on her table, a legal-sized lined yellow pad could be seen there also her phone and some office equipment like a stapler, office pin, tape, binders, three hole punch and stamps with a translucent Bic pen beside it.
Looking at her office, I realized that it does not look large like the principal's but that does not mean it is small maybe because there aren't much things there, she had a dark walnut cabinet which was attached on the left hand wall and at the far end of the wall there is a table which is almost near to the table, I did not notice it when I entered, there is a coffee maker and a water dispenser near it. The wall was painted in rustic brown making the room looks country styled. 
Well there must be ventilation, a large window at the back of the desk and the leather chair also there is a fan on the ceiling which helps circulate the air, her office does not look entirely like an office maybe because there are not much equipment like a printer or sort things expected to see in an office there.
“ You don't look okay to me,” She said sitting in front of me on the sofa, I turned to face her. “ Even though I am tempted to expel her, I won't.”
“ Thank you mom.” I smiled at her, she snorted.
She opened the first aid box bringing out a pack of cotton wool and methylated spirit, she opened the cotton wool and took out of it dabbing it inside the methylated spirit then placed it on my cheek which caused a little sting on my face. She applied force to it making me to scream due to the intense pain I'm feeling now, I pushed her hand away slightly.
“ Ow ! It hurts.” I whined touching my bruised cheek.
“ Well that's good for you.”
“ Mom!”
“ Daughter!” She said mocking me making me pout.
“ I don't understand why you learnt martial arts when you can not use it,” She said with a scoff applying the methylated spirit gently on my face but it is still cause a little pain then she threw her hands up in the air and exclaimed, “ what a waste of money !”
“ So I should kill somebody's child and besides it is my money.” I said which she rolled her eyes to it.
“ Oh please, but she hurt someone's child.” She retorted covering the methylated spirit putting it back inside the first aid kit with the cotton wool, she threw the already used cotton wool into the waste bin that was beside her desk just infront of us. 
“ Mom,” I called her.
“ Yes ? ” She turned to me, holding a balm in her hand.
“ Why did you give us different punishment ?” I asked her, I was curious on why she did that because I know she does things for a reason.
“ I don't know,” She shrug, " it just came out from my mouth.” She said with a light giggle.
“Mom, tell me.”
“Okay fine, I will.” She kept mute for a while then talk, “So you see, when you called me and told me that you got into a fight, I felt like I was the happiest person in the world.” She said with a smile.
“ You felt happy that your daughter got into a fight, why ?”
“ So I can punish you,” She said looking down fiddling with her fingers.
She looked nervous. That's new.
“ Why mum ?" I asked calmly this time.
" Since you came, we have not spend time together and I was hoping if I give you a month suspension which I wanted to but later changed to a week so we can spend time together.”
So that's her reason for suspending me. I did not realize she felt hurt but we do spend time together but I'm not going to agree easily.
I twitched my mouth into a smile, " You know I could go out aside from staying at home so giving me suspension no matter the length of days that does not mean I will spend time with you."
She laughed, then move forward to me a little bit and say, ” You also know I could make you stay at home forever and I could also restrict your movement, that means you will have no choice to spend time with me." She said with a giggle.
Damn, she is good.
" I hate you.." I said and huff standing up walking towards to the door.
" I hope you know you have not done your makeup, won't want your secret revealed." She laughed.
I stopped walking then reverse my steps back to her. 
She giggled, " Power sure feels good."
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" I heard you were suspended for a week," Ash said leaning on the locker while watching me arrange my stuffs in my locker.
“ Yes, I was.” I muttered.
“Why ? ”
Because my mom wants to spend time with me then she misuse her power. Totally unfair!
" Why did she give Camille detention and you suspension ?"
“ I don't know,” I shrugged, " I'm not her and besides I see it in a way for me to rest and heal." I said pushing my glass up.
" But I won't see you for a week." He grumbled pouting which made me giggle.
I have never seen him pout, he looks cute.
I tugged his cheeks, " Awwn, someone is going to miss me." I teased him.
He swat my hands and I laughed.
" Who said about missing you ? I'm just sad I'm not going to see somebody to torment for like a week."
I snorts, " Here I am thinking that you are becoming sweet."
He laughed, " Sweet and I do not go, but anyways since we are do have some class together, give me your notes, I might help you to write it so when you come back your work won't be much." He said rubbing the back of his neck.
" Who said sweet and you do not go ? You two surely go, here are all my books." I said bringing them out from the locker and placing it on his hands smiling at him.
“ Did we have this much class together ?” He asked seeing the amount of books that was on his hands.
“ It is not that much.” Or is it ? It is just eleven books, not that much if you ask me.
“ It is not that much,” He said imitating the tone I used, " the others will help you write it."
I smiled.
" You know, this made me remember how we met." I said with a laugh.
" Oh yeah, it's true. I should probably toss your books the same way you did to mine."
I held his hand, " Revenge is not good, don't take revenge. Forgive and forget."
He laughed.
I was taken aback when Anna came out of nowhere to hug me, I did not even when she came.
" I'm going to miss you." Anna said in between the hug.
" It is only for a week, it is not like I'm going forever." 
" Still those week is going to be so boring. " She said while pulling away from me.
" Well Camille and the boys are here. "
" It won't still be the same without you. "
" Ashton why are you carrying books in your hands ? " Dexton asked him.
I did not even notice the boys were here also.
" I just collected the books from Kylie, these are the notes we are going to write."
" What do you mean by these are the notes we are going to write ?" It was Eric turn to ask.
" Well since Kylie is being suspended for a week, she won't have the chance to write making her work hectic when she resume, so I asked for her notes so that we can help her to write it." Ashton explained.
Ray touched his shoulder, "You asked not us, so you are the one that is going to write it, " he turned to me and say, " see you next week." He said walking away with Eric and Dexton following but not without them saying their goodbyes.
" Guys..." He whined.
I laughed.
He turned to me, " you are laughing,"  I took my lips in trying to hold the laugh. " Do you think it is funny ? Who is going to help you write it now ?" He turned to the direction the boys passed, he sigh then say, " Guys wait up, you guys can not do this to me, what are friends for ?" He said walking to go and meet them.
After he left I released the laugh I was holding. 
" He is such a cutie." Anna cooed.
I giggled and my eyes averted to Camille who was looking at us when she noticed me she quickly turned pretending that she is doing something in her locker.
I laughed and walked towards her.
" Where are you going to ?" Asked Anna who was following me.
" Uhmm... hey." I said as she turned her to me
" I came here to apologize for punching you, I just got angry because you spoke bad about Elle, I'm sorry. If I have not punch you  you won't have been given detention.” I said.
She looked at me with surprise in her eyes and held a guilty look, " I'm the one that is supposed to apologize, I said hurtful words to you which led to our fight making you be suspended for a week, I'm sorry. I got jealous and angry that Anna made new best friend and she will leave me alone.”
" You and I know I will never do that to you, you are my best friend but that does not mean I should not have any other friends." Anna said to Camille.
" I'm sorry, you were always talking about her anytime we talked on the phone." She said making me laugh. 
 " Well she do talk about you anytime we did anything, she will be like if Camille was here, she would have say this, she would have done that. Everytime always saying that, I did not get jealous or angry it made me eager to meet you, hearing those wonderful things about you from her made me want to meet you more, be friends with you." I said with a smile.
Camille smiled, " we can still be friends." She said rubbing the back of her neck.
I chuckled, " Maybe."
" So we are now BFFs." Anna squealed making I and Camille laugh at her.
At least I made peace before going for a week of suspension maybe it is even a month.
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I felt a tap on my arm, I removed my headphone and turned to see who touched me, it was my brother, Ken.
" What ?"
" Where is mom taking us to ?"
" I don't have an answer to that, I myself don't know, " I turned to mom who was sitting in front of  us with the chair raised down making her lay flat, she was wearing a flowery robe and fluffy slippers. She rubbed some toning cream or sort on her face and cucumbers was placed on her eyes. " Mom where are we going ?"
" I told you, it is a surprise." She said .
I turned back to Ken and say, " Maybe she is working for that alien and she is taking us to Mars to pluck out your brain." I told him in a scary tone.
He screamed out of fear holding his head making me giggle and everyone in the plane attention to be on us.
I covered his mouth to make him stop, he licked my hand.
" Ew..." I said wiping his spit with the handkerchief on my lap. He stuck his tongue at me.
" Kylie stop scaring your brother." Mom warned.
" Never knew that little devil could be scared." I laughed.
" Mom, she called me a devil." Ken whined like the baby he is.
" I did not birth a devil." She said and threw a apple to me which I caught.
I took a bite and say, " thanks for the apple." I raised my hoodie up and looked at the window staring at the clouds wondering where mom is taking us to.
~~~
" Welcome to Mandalay." Said someone, a woman I think since the voice sounds feminine. I did not see the person who said it but I heard it.
Wait, did the person just Mandalay ?
" Mom..." I called her name walking up to meet her. I need an explanation on why we are here ?
The person who stays here is...
" What ?" She uttered without looking at me, she was looking at everywhere like she was searching for something or someone.
" What are we..."
I was cut off by her squealing, " He is here." She said running off to only God knows where.
" What is wrong with your mother ?" Ken said.
" She is your mother too." I said.
I think I know what is wrong with her, because the only reason she will squeal so loud is when she see...
" Dad..." Ken shouted gleefully running to go and meet him.
Yeah, that man. 
That man who is tall maybe 6'4 ft or so, he is trim build, not overly muscular. He had hair the color of cinnamon and eyes as green as an emerald just like mine. They say we look alike but we don't. I hate to admit that I look like that man I called a father. 
He looks good in what he was wearing, anytime I see my dad I always say my mom has eyes. He wore brown polished shoes and sharply creased pewter dress slacks, with a crisp cotton button down shirt with narrow cranberry and white alternating stripes. His dark blue tie worked with the outfit.
" How are you chipmunk ?" He asked bending to Ken's level ruffling his hair. Ken's hair is black and curly just like mom. 
" I'm fine dad." Ken answered smiling cheekily as he pushed dad's hand away from his hair, he hated when someone touches his hair well except me.
Dad chuckled and raised his eyes up and his eyes averted to me then he held a blank look, " What are you doing here ?"
" Hello to you too, old man."
I guessed this one week won't be boring after all.