It’s the end of the school day. Josie and Flint meet at my locker.
‘Hey, bro, ready to go home?’ Flint asks.
‘I’d rather them not see my face, but I don’t really have a choice. I suppose we better get home so I can face the music.’
Nina was home before us and, as expected, mum and dad were standing at the front door looking as mad as the hatter himself.
‘Magnus, we received a phone call from the school today stating you got into a fight with the new boy and, from looking at your face, I’d say they gave us accurate information.’ Mum says, unimpressed. Dad walks to me and places his hand on my shoulder.
‘Son, what were you thinking? You are going to be Alpha before you know it and here you are beating up the new boy. You have some explaining to do.’
‘I may have accidentally nudged him at PE and it turned into a fight.’
‘And why did you accidentally nudge him?’