On the morning of the first day back from spring break, Principal Dover, Sunshine High's principal, was about to open the doors with his keys. He slowly walked into the school as he walked past the student's lockers. He saw a scene in one corner of the school.
[As if he had some sort of remembrance]
Moving on, Dover walked towards his office when opening up the school and towards his office. He slowly closed his office door as he sat on his rich leather chair.
Dover spun around in his chair. "A couple more months until summer vacation. Or do we even get one?"
"It's been thirty years."
[THIRTY FUCKING YEARS]
"And I can't stop his sweating feeling." Principal Dover looked into his hand.
Principal Dover then unwrapped the athletic tape off his hands. He then would take off the secondary bandage that was under the wrapped bandage. However, it was a challenge as his hand was constantly shaking
Principal Dover tried again to take off the bandage. And it was revealed why Principal Dover sweats during prep rallies.
There was a hole on Principal Dover's right hand the size of an apricot. There seems to be his veins as well as part of his bones showing from the rim of the hold.
"It's been so long that my hand can't even heal myself. Why did it have to come to this."
Suddenly, Dover triggered a flashback from thirty years ago where he was a fresh principal for the only High School in Iowa.
While working on some documents and regulations for the school, Principal Dover heard a large noise coming from outside.
"What was that?" Principal Dover kept hearing loud noises.
When opening the office, he saw that students were constantly running away.
"Why are they running? This is a school!"
Suddenly, gunshots were heard and Dover witnessed a student's dead body after being constantly shot by machine gun fire.
Panicking, Dover, closed and locked his officer door.
"I think I'm safe." Principal Dover closed the curtains on his door.
Suddenly, a student rushed towards the door banging the door window really hard.
"LET ME IN! HE'S GONNA KILL ME!" A student was banging on the door so hard.
However, it was too late with John's punch penetrating his head with nothing but a hole in the student's head.
"OH GOD!" Dover ran under his desk to open up a secret hatch. He would bring out his double barrel shotgun and load two shells.
As John was constantly banging on the door, Dover pointed his shotgun towards the door while his shaking dulled his accuracy.
John then tried to open the door with the door knob, but of course Dover locked the door with both the knob and a secondary lock.
No choice, John bust the door down with Dover immediately shooting what was in front of him.
However, John was too fast for the eye to see and thus Dover shot nothing.
"W-Where did you go? S-Show yourself." Dover only had one shell left in the gun.
Suddenly, Dover had painfully feeling in his left hand, dropping his shotgun.
He raises his left hand and witnesses a huge hole, being able to see his broken bones, his veins, and his flesh.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"Scream one more time and this 9mm will blow your head off." John had his sidearm on Dover's head.
"W-What do you want? W-Who are you?" Staring in front of the dead students from the hallway.
"You. You took everything from me and decided to give it to him." John cocked the hammer of the gun.
"What are you talking about? I don't have a clue of who you are." Dover looked at the reflection of the window adjacent to the door.
"You don't know me? Well lemme give you a hint." John used his hand to change the look of his face.
Suddenly, Dover recognized that familiar look.
"My God. John Decker of the Decker family."
"That's right." John changed his look on his face.
"What is the meaning of this John? Weren't you supposed to be graduating by tomorrow?"
"Actually, I talked to my advisor and he told me I wasn't able to graduate."
"I-Is it because of your courses?"
"No. You people decided that I wasn't good enough to graduate with my other peers. I was so close to getting that Diploma until you want to play know it all and make me stay here longer."
"W-We thought…."
"Shut up principal Dover! You took my future away. And now. I'll take yours away too." John's finger on the trigger.
"Please!!! Please!!!!! I have a wife and kids!! You wouldn't kill a family man would you?"
"Family? What family?" John opened his ammo bag and dropped a female hand with a wedding ring.
"You monster!" Dover sees his wife's decapitated hand in front of him.
"Oh and don't worry about the kids. They are at a nice place where they are better in my hands!"
"D-Did you kill them?"
"Of course not. Like I said, they are in my hands."
"Then what are you going to do with me? You killed my wife so are you going to have your revenge and do me?"
"Actually, I need a principal in my High School world."
"High School world?"
"Yes. I deserve to have a better High School experience. To make up for the stupid shit you did!"
"Look John, I'm sorry but…"
"You're not sorry. You favor those who you like and not for if they will succeed and that's why we are in this situation. All because of you."
John put his pistol back in his holster and look at the trophies Dover achieved.
"Do you see that? You achieved a lot."
Suddenly, principal Dover took his shotgun and tried to shoot at John.
However, John reacted quickly as he put his hands behind him and squeezed the barrel to the point where the barrel was crushed.
When Dover pulled the trigger, his gun blew up pushing him back towards his desk.
"Are you finished?" John looked at Dover's trophies.
Dover was afraid to speak.
"But what about me? You put me in the dirt and think I'll never succeed. How is that fair?"
Dover didn't have an answer.
"Exactly. Because you people are fucking ignorant and can't see what is already there. You push others to the ground while others you like get carried. So unless you want your kids to die, you better be my principal for my High School. That way, we can both be happy and fair. Am I right?"
"Yes." Dover now in despair.
Back in the modern day, Dover remembers the scene as he sees the explosion from the shotgun leaving a mark on the floor.
"I hope you guys are okay." Dover couldn't stop thinking of his kids.
Suddenly when Dover turned his chair around, a person was already in front of his desk.
[He was pointing his rifle]
"Jesus Christ!" Dover in shock as there's a gun pointed at him.
"What's the meaning of this?" Dover less scared of the US soldier than John.
Under the mask, it was Scott pointing an empty loaded assault rifle at Dover.
"Are you the principal of this school?" Scott said with a deep voice.
"So what if it is? What is the meaning of the military coming to this town?"
"We have recent reports that a terrorist is among this town and decided that this town is to be put under lockdown. We suspected that one of your students is the terrorist."
"Is it Drake? If so we just expelled him a couple of months ago."
"We had recent investigations that a student who had blonde hair was the one who crashed a passenger plane in Iowa. We also got evidence from this cloth and saw that it was from this school." Scott gave Principal Dover the burnt and torn cloth from the plane crash.
Although difficult to differentiate the smell, Dover remembers whose jacket this was after being stuck in Sunshine High for thirty years.
"Come on Principal Dover. You know who this is." Scott thought to himself.
"No idea. It's probably one of those jackets you see on eBay." Principal Dover started sweating.
"What? Is he defending John?"
"Are you confident sir, that student had blonde hair and we suspect it is probably one of your best students in this school."
Yeah I don't think so. We have a student known as John, but he's kind and smart. He would never be able to do such atrocities. Can we suspect Scott? He does seem to be the outcast of our school since he barely has any relationships with anyone."
"Really Dover!" Scott gripping his rifle.
"Sir, are you sure because I don't think that kid has blonde hair but rather black hair."
"Sir, my students had nothing to do with the situation. It's probably a misunderstanding and you soldiers should just leave this town."
"Unfortunately, it is not my order rather than the general. I will leave this premise, but if I see you lying under my back, I assure you that you will spend a long time in our federal prison." Scott left Principal Dover's office.
"Sure." Dover sees the soldier closing the door.
Once the door was closed, Dover released the pain he constantly feels from his left hand.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Dover opened one of his desk cabinets and took out an old photo. It was a picture of the former vice principal, Muhannad Khan, a Pakistani man with his suit colors adjacent to Dover's suit of a gray and black dress shirt.
Dover remembers back in the day in the spring of 1991 where he sat on his desk drinking coffee watching the varsity baseball team practice baseball. He tried to make himself feel calm with John constantly breathing down his throat.
"Dover." Muhammad greets Dover.
"Muhab! It's good to see you during this time of the day." Dover shook Muhammad's hand."
"It's Muhammad, Dover."
"Hey, it's just a nickname that I like to give my coworkers."
"Whatever, so how are you? Since I've been hired last year, I always see that you've been constantly stressed out. I can see some gray hairs coming out of your scalp."
"Oh this, I guess I'm just getting old you know. Been a principal in this school for ten years ya know."
"I see." Muhammad joins Dover in seeing the baseball team practice.
However, Muhammad sees something that was unfamiliar.
On the field, a baseball player was about to swing the ball.
[But the pitcher was John Decker]
"You ready?" John in a pitching position.
The batter nodded his head nervously.
John threw the baseball where the batter used his reaction time to swing the incoming ball.
However, instead of hitting the ball, the ball actually damaged the baseball bat so hard that it split in two. Although the catcher caught the ball, it pushed him so hard that he hit the fence of the baseball field.
"The Hell man?" The catcher was frustrated.
"What's the matter? Can't handle my awesome baseball skills?" John looked at his baseball glove.
"No! You constantly pitch the ball so fast that it's gonna break our school equipment!"
"Huh. Don't worry about it. I'm the King of High School. I got money and was considered the richest person in this town." John took off his glove and threw it at the batter.
"Would switching positions help?" John said.
The batter nodded yes.
As they switched positions, John used his own baseball bat made out of mahogany red wood.
"Hit me!" John in a swinging position.
As the pitcher threw the ball at John, John swung his bat and hit the ball. He hit the ball so hard that it targeted the pitch and at an instant broke his nose and a few of his teeth.
The pitcher was then left in a coma with the other baseball players trying to wake him up.
"He's breathing, but isn't getting up. He's most likely in a coma." The varsity baseball player said, touching his neck pulse.
"That's it!" The catcher took off his gear and speed walked to John.
"Guys guys guys, we don't need to fight." Another baseball player blocked both the catcher and John.
However, the catcher kicked the player to the ground and try to grab John. John instead grabbed the catcher's wrist and twisted it.
"Don't you ever try to confront me. Nobody else can." John looked at the catcher in pain.
"I can." Muhammad interfered.
"John, Since I've known you, I can no longer ignore the fact that you treat your teammates as inferior. Thus, I will have to say you are no longer allowed to play with the varsity team until further notice."
"What?" John was surprised.
"You heard me. You leave this field now." Muhammad forces John as he pushes him to the ground.
John gave Muhammad a mean stare and then left the field with his bat and gear.
"We need to take this kid to the hospital right now!" Muhammad used his phone to call the ambulance.
Dover was surprised that Muhammad stood up to John. Something that he never got the chance to do for the past two years.
"If Muhammad can do it, so can I." Dover smiled as he put down his mug.
John, while walking home, heard everything that Principal Dover said and started to smirk.
Later that night, after Dover shaved his beard, he started to notice some of his hair turning gray.
"I guess I need to dye this soon so nobody would notice." Dover checking his scalp.
When Dover walked out of the bathroom, he was approached by a familiar face.
"Hello Principal Dover." John sitting on his bed.
"J-John? Aren't you supposed to be in bed? It's 11:30."
John took his stiletto knife and switched it open. "Get in my car or else."
With trauma from two years ago, Dover quickly put on his pajamas and went on a quick stroll on John's convertible.
"Where are you taking me John?"
"Oh, somewhere you are very familiar with." John stopped by a dark blue house.
"Wait. Isn't this Muhammad's house?"
"That's correct."
"Why am I here though? I didn't say anything to you. Muhammad made you get kicked off the team."
"Actually principal, I didn't get kicked out of the team. I decided that I will be staying instead. Also, I heard from your office."
"What?"
"You want to stand up against me? I thought you learned your lesson from two years ago you bum. You're the principle. You're supposed to be smart. Now you want to rebel against me? Lemme show you what happens if you do." John putting the top down of his car.
Suddenly, Dover notices a tall crane at least 150 ft fall with a large steel wrecking ball above Muhammad's house.
"H-How did you…"
"Oh that. It took me a minute to build this whole construction. However, I made a flaw on the material of the cable wire." John sees the cable as the tensile strength was weakening.
The weakened strength caused the wires to slowly tear.
"NO!" Dover notices the cable tearing.
"Oh yes. I think that you notice the problem with my construction. The cable's material is made out of lead instead of steel. As you know, lead is heavy but a weak tensile strength and you can slowly see the cable starting to stretch and tear apart."
[AND BOOM]
The cable snapped and the wrecking ball fell on Muhammad's house, tearing the roof to half of the basement.
There was no doubt Muhammad was dead as the wrecking ball was covered in blood with Muhammad's hand showing below the ball.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Dover screamed in agony.
"That's right. If you want to be a hero and try to stand up towards me, then I will also put a wrecking ball above your house."
[AND. I. WILL. KILL. YOU!!!]
Back in the present day, Dover cried, remembering the vice principal.
"Damn it. Why didn't I tell the truth? If the US military found out I'm constantly defending John, I know they'll do something to me for sure. I mean does it even matter truth or not, John will either finish me for good or the military will. I'm so fucked." Dover tries to take one of his fountain pens to commit suicide.
While on the neck, however, he was hesitant to do so. "Damn it. I can't even end my own life. If I die, the kids die, if I rat him out, I die. Oh God please help me!" Dover dropped the pen as he was in tears.
Outside the principal's office, Scott can hear Principle Dover in pain and agony.
"Come on Dover, you know what's going on. Just tell the truth and all of us will try to help you." Scott whispered to himself.