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Chapter 1078 1078
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"What do you care, you used to enjoy this with us." Fred spat at Al.
Angered by his former friend's action, Al picked him up by the collar and flung him across the room.
"Fred!" One of the popular girls screamed as Fred slammed against the wall.
"She's clearly a first grader." Al growled as he kicked Fred in the guts.
"Al, Al." Cara cried out as she pulled on Al's shirt, practically sobbing. "Enough, you'll kill him!"
Al stopped and grinned.
"Trust me, it takes more to kill a man." Al told no one in particular as he delivered one final punch on Fred's face, knocking him unconscious.
"Take him to the clinic." Al hissed.
Fred's two friends stumbled from where Andres had practically beaten them up.
They tried to carry Fred, but they themselves were too weak after the younger boy had fought them.
In the end all they could do was drag the unconscious Fred through the hall.
"Come." Al said in a stern tone as he led Andres, Angelica, Eric, and Cara through the hall towards the principal's office.
When they entered the secretary jumped in fright.
Al rarely went there, he only went to the principal's office when he really needed something.
Luckily the office was still empty and there was barely anyone else in it.
"I need an office to speak with my siblings." Al told the secretary, who's eyes quickly went to Andres and Angelica.
She had processed their documents earlier and knew that they were his younger siblings and were only there for the day.
"Yes, sir." The woman said as she quickly opened the door to a spare office. "I'll make sure you aren't disturbed."
"Inform the principal that a few students bullied Andres and Angelica Lawerence." Al told the secretary. "They are currently in the clinic recuperating."
"Yes, sir." The secretary said as she bowed out of the room, giving Al and his group their privacy.
"So how did you like your first day?" Al asked and chuckled as he got two bottles of water and tossed it to his siblings. "Not as easy as you thought."
Andres and Angelica both nodded in unison as Cara rolled her eyes, annoyed at how Al was dealing with the matter.
"It was definitely different starting from the bottom of the food chain." Andres said as he analyzed their experience.
Cara's jaw dropped in shock as she heard what Andres had to say. It was not what she expected to hear from a teenager.
"It's not something you would have experienced with your identity." Eric chuckled.
"Are you guys serious right now?!" Cara raised her voice in disbelief, shocked at how casually they were treating the incident.
"What?" Angelica asked the older girl. "It was fun." She said with a giggle.
"You should be mad at your brother for putting you in that situation!" Cara glared at Al as she spoke. "He clearly could have stopped things earlier on, but he allowed those people to hurt you."
"But they didn't." Angelica said as she looked at Cara with innocent eyes, making Cara blink in disbelief.
"Cara, there is a reason why we learn to protect ourselves. We simply hesitated, we didn't know if we were allowed to use it in that instance." Andres explained to Cara.
"They did catch us off guard though." Angelica admitted, sounding much more mature than her age. "I didn't think that people would bully you in school just because you were new. None of that happens in our school."
"That's because the cool kids in your school aren't bullies." Al chuckled.
"The cool kids? Sounds cringy." Andres grimaced.
"Well the kids that everyone wants to be friends with. You two, Christina, Christopher, Dominic, none of you want people to be bullied so they don't bully as much." Al explained to his siblings.
"Although I presume there are still bullies in that school, just much less." Eric added.
Al nodded in agreement.
"You guys are crazy." Cara grumbled as she sat down and leaned back against her seat and sighed.
Al laughed and shook his head at Cara's reaction.
He knew that most people would find the way they dealt with life as odd and out of place.
Their reality was skewed and their value for money was quite messed up, that's why he and Emilio had this whole poverty training. To keep the heirs in check.
"You get one chance." Al reminded his siblings as he became more serious. "By the end of the day someone will realize that you aren't ordinary students, that you are someone else."
Andres and Angelica both nodded.
"It's not just your identities that are being risked here, ours too. Don't you know how much Andres and I look alike?" Al asked his brother and sister.
Andres grinned proudly and nodded.
While most siblings would be ashamed of that fact or find it annoying that people said they looked alike, Andres and Al took it with pride.
After all, who wouldn't want to be the best mix of the Lawrence and Reyes families.
"Okay, let's get to class. I don't want to be late." Al announced as they quickly left the spare office.
"Sir." The principal bowed as Al and his group passed him.
"Warn me if their identities are about to be exposed, I don't want my siblings to be in danger." Al told the man, who nodded in response.
Andres and Angelica quickly went their own way as they left the principal's office.
Al, Eric, and Cara headed towards their class as Al's phone rang.
He saw that it was his dad and picked up the call. He waved for Eric and Cara to go ahead without him.
"Dad?" Al answered.
"I heard that your siblings encountered an incident as soon as they arrived." Ray Lawrence told his son. His voice was not angry, rather it was as if he was struggling to hold back a chuckle.
"Yes, one of the former popular kids thought it would be amusing to take out his anger on the new kids." Al told his father. "It was the principal that informed you?"
"It was." Ray confirmed. "Don't worry about the boy that got beaten up. He's at a Saints hospital, he will be shipped away and told the truth about who he messed with."
"Me or Andres and Angelica?" Al asked.
"Both." Ray told his son. "I will not tolerate bullies, he will receive the same punishment he should have if he knew who you three were."
Al didn't fully agree with his father's decision, but he understood why it had been made.