Chapter Eighteen
Spencer’s POV
Stroll in the past…
The next day, I found out that Yael Domingo was sent to the Principal’s office. On. His. Second. Day.
“If I were you, Spence, I won’t hang out with that guy.” one of my classmates said when I attended our first subject.
I’m not even talking with Yael, what’s wrong with him?
“Huh?”
“This morning, that transferred student beat up a junior. He’s at the P’s office right now, you know.”
My jaw dropped from that news. Its his second day in our school, how can he get into trouble this early?
And a junior? Yael is much bigger than any of the guy of my class, more so a junior?
I shook my head and fixed my things instead. I’m not a gossip guy, anyway. Its his business.
“I knew it!” my classmate blurted that made my head turn to him again.
“What?”
“You don’t care about the new guy, right?”
I frowned. “Why would I?” They don’t think I’m gay to care about that guy, right?