<hr/><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;"><strong>Carol Blows the Whistle </strong></span></span></div><hr/><br/>As the others are busy with the mob of cheerleaders and jocks, Carol continues onward at a run toward the doors. She half stopped to stare at those fighting as if they were insane. Her head shook a bit and she continued to find help to stop the madness. The fighting was pointless really and most of the males were being hormone filled monkeys of rage. It was almost like mating rituals amongst wild animals in Africa.<br/><br/>After going inside and explaining the situation, the double doors to the school opened and three individuals came out. One blew a whistle loud as the other two moved inward to break up the fights. The whistle blower continued to do so repeatedly in quick bursts. It was an attempt to get their attention and to halt all actions. The person in question was someone the students hadn't seen before. He was a tall middle aged man with broad shoulders, like he had possibly played football back in high school. He had salt and pepper black hair. He wore a suit and tie that fit well to his form.  The cheerleaders had scrambled to their feet at hearing the whistle blown and moved away from any sort of fighting. Some of the football players did the same. The man blew the whistle once more as the two other males moved in on Clint and the football player.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for Clint the Vice Principal had just came out in time to hear him exclaim loudly to the one he was holding down.<br/><br/><em> "Just give me a reason! Give me one good reason and I'll snap your shoulder right out of its socket!" </em><br/><br/>The other stopped fighting and looked toward the man approaching. He had a look of disappointment on his face and held a stern demeanor.<br/><br/>"No one will be snapping anything on anyone today. Let go of him and both of you stand up. I am disappointed in all of you. I do not know the reason this started or who started it, but I am ending it now. Football players move out. Get to where you should be now. The rest of you... I don't want to see anyone fighting each other on school grounds again or you will all face Principal Rice. Now.. GO!"<br/><br/>He stood there as the football players scattered and grumbled about it not being over, before they all started heading off toward the football field and gym. It was obvious the man had let them all off on a warning but he made sure to make it clear that, that wasn't going to be allowed again. He motioned to the other two men with him and they all started back into the school, where Carol was coming back out.<br/><br/>Somehow Spiderman had been blocked by a few of the bigger kids and the Vice Principal missed him. However Carol did not. She had hoped no one got into serious trouble but it had to be done. Letting out a soft sigh she blew it upward to push her hair from her eyes before her hand just moved up to tuck it behind one ear. She looked over at Spiderman and gave him a big grin. She had always been a fan of his work and couldn't help but feel like maybe he tried to fix it and she had missed it. Then again, it was probably for the best with the VP there and all.<br/><br/>Smoothing down her uniform top she walked back out toward Ororo, Caroline, and Gamoran. She hoped everyone was okay and wanted to check and be sure even though she was the one who had the whistle blown.<br/><br/>Giving a sheepish smile she chewed at her lower lip some and continued to walk on with her shoulders back and her head held high. She felt she had done the right thing in the end and there was no shame in it. Carol knew inside she shouldn't feel bad about doing that. Upon reaching the three who were attacked by the Cheerleaders she looked them over carefully.<br/><br/><strong>"You all okay?"</strong><br/><br/>Her eyes glanced back to Spiderman occasionally as she stood there with her, hopefully, new friends.