Chapter 22

“I suggest you take Christopher home. I think in his current temper, he is more likely than not to attack John again, and―”

“He―!”

“Quiet, Tav.”

Tav shook off Ian’s hand angrily and stood up. “It’s not fair,” he told the head, hating the petulant tone in his own voice. He wasn’t whining, he was telling the truth! “He’s bullied Luca for being gay, and you’re ragging on me for calling him on it!”

“Calling him on it does not involve beating a boy so badly that you break his nose and almost fracture his cheekbone.”

“He deserved it!”

“Christopher, I suggest you keep quiet and go home with your f―stepfather, before I lose my temper,” Mr. Arsewipe said coldly, and folded his hands on the desk. “Your record can happily do without another suspension. Mr. Pretty, I will call you or your wife to discuss the matter further tomorrow, once Christopher has had some time to calm down and I have had words with John.”