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The sound of the oak computer desk flipping over with a loud crash countered Dean's little tantrum. "Sit yo"punk ass down!" The coach fumed, towering over him as if he was about to beat him down. The Principal only told them both to sit down, his gaze staring at Dean coldly.

"This is what we've been hearing about. Your little temper-tantrum. I'm telling you right now, son it's not working with me. Since this is your first actual assault, we're giving you a warning, but that is coming with it's own repercussions." He motioned towards the other man. "This is your counselor and health advisor from here on out, Doctor Fulton. Maybe we can get you to calm down without needing to expel you, send you to reform school and let you kiss your opportunitiea good-bye."

"I believe it's the Alpha male syndrome" the buff gingerhead male said, adjusting his glasses. "That in itself could cause performance issues, anger for no reason and the lack of being challenged. If you're willing to cooperate, we can get your head back in the game before it's too late."