I walked into class, my knuckles red and scraped...

I sat down in my seat.

"Y/n Arellano! You are late." you have teacher shouted angrily.

I rolled my eyes in response, crossing my arms.

"And what is that- oh my god, your knuckles. Y/n to the principles office now! Finney Blake, you take her down to the principles office." I looked over to Finney, he hesitated but nodded, standing up and pushing his chair in.

We walked out of the classroom.

"What happened?" Finney questioned, averting his eyes toward me.

"I beat up some bitch." I stated blankly.

"Taking about Robin huh." Finney joked, I laughed slightly, smiling at his tease.

"Maybe," I muttered.

We made it down to the principles office.

Finney was about to leave but I grabbed his wrist.

"Stay with me," I ordered. Finn nodded sitting in the waiting room.

"Hello, I was called down here by Mrs.Gonzalez," I informed the assistant principal.

She gave me a look.

"Right down the hall." She said, going back to her work.

I glanced at Finney before going down the hall, I knocked on the door.

"Come in." A voice called out.

I stepped in, looked around the room, sat down on the chair, and slumped down with my arms crossed.

"Sir correctly." The principal ordered. I gave her an aggravated glance before sitting up straight.

"So, you targeted Cassidy." The principal pressed her lips together disappointed.

(I'm sorry if that's your name! Just please ignore it and change it with something else if you'd like)

"She was a bitch, she had it coming!" I frustratedly let out.

"Y/n Arellano! Do not use this kind of language in here young lady!" The principal scolded pretty loud, pretty sure Finney heard it.

I furrowed my eyebrows in irritation.

"You will have a 2-day suspension, I am calling your mother to come to pick you up" she notified, grabbing the phone.

my eyes widened.

"Wait no, please! Call my uncle." I begged.

Surprisingly the principal listened, and she phoned my uncle.

I sat there patiently, fiddling with my fingers, and he finally picked up.

"Hello, this is Ms.Savalla speaking, your niece has had trouble in school today, she got involved in a fight.

I heard my uncle's muffled voice.

She handed me the phone.

"Hi, tio." I bit the inside of my lip.

"Ay, what did I tell you about the fighting Mija." My uncle's voice talked to me on the phone.

"I know I know, just come pick me up, can you pick up Robin as well... I don't want to be at your house alone it will get boring." I pleaded, with a begging voice.

"Fine, I'm on my way, give the principal back the phone."

I hummed in response, handing the phone back to her.

"Go get your stuff y/n, I'll call your brother down in a second." The principal advised, I nodded leaving the room.

Finney was still there, he stood up, eased to finally see me.

"I got a two-day suspension," I explained with a slight frown.

Finney rubbed my shoulder with a smile.

"It's just two days, you'll be fine," Finney comforted, I smiled as we walked out of the office.

We walked up the stairs talking about random stuff when I saw my brother walk out of a classroom with his stuff.

"Y/n, what have you done this time." Robin sighed, walking up to us.

I showed him my knuckles, he grabbed my hands examining my wounds.

Robin sighed once again.

"Let's go get your stuff, hey Finn." Robin greeted.

"Sup," Finn replied awkwardly, Robin knew I had a crush on Finn, Finn would always be at our house, I've developed a small passion for him, and robin noticed it.

We began walking to my class in silence, after a minute we finally arrived, I walked in with Finney, grabbing my stuff.

"Hey, Finn call me," Robin said with a grin, Finn reacted with a nod.

I smiled waving goodbye to Finn, and he did the same, smiling back.

My brother and I stepped out of the classroom, I still had a big grin plastered onto my face. Robin snickered.

"You got to hide your little crush on him better, it's getting more and more obvious as the days go by." Robin laughed, I nudged him on the shoulder, and he smiled, wrapping an arm around my shoulder as we walked out of the school, our uncle was right outside.

We parted, racing to the car, and of course, he won, I was tired out over the fight.

We hopped in the car as our uncle blasted music.