"Arrgh! Really? Why does he have to come to my school? Aren't you already homeschooling him?" a young feminine voice groaned inside the moving car.
"Now, young lady, you know why this is important." The older woman's voice was firm but patient. "We all agreed that Alexander needs to go out and make friends. And what better place than high school?"
A deep, gruff voice scoffed. "We didn't all agree. You agreed and forced that decision on the rest of us," the man grumbled. "I mean, what does the boy even need to learn there?"
The older woman's tone sharpened. "Cassius."
The name left her lips like a blade, cutting through the tension in the car. Cassius turned to face her, his dark eyes locking onto her ice-blue gaze.