Feb 09, 2011 19:34
Dear Mr. Wayne,
I regret to inform you that today, during the lunch break, Mary caused severe injury to a ninth grade student.
Therefore I require a meeting with you to fully discuss this unpleasant occurrence.
Sincerely yours
-- Mrs. Elinor Bailey,
School Principal
The girl glares at the note, her hands curled into fists in her lap.
mar'i grayson
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... Tamaranean temper and all.
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Sigh.
Regardless of the provocation, you can't go around breaking bones like that. If nothing else, it draws too much attention. Attention we don't need. So.
Okay. Safe bet? Bruce is going to be ticked. And as much as I can understand why you did what you did, I can't condone it. Also, I understand why he's going to hit the roof. So. First off? Don't try to make excuses unless he asks you for an explanation. I've tried. It always ends up sounding like whining, even when you don't mean it to.
Second. Be prepared for the possibility that he's going to want to take you out of school 'until you can control your temper'. If you lose your temper arguing? It's not going to help your case. Go along with whatever he says. Because the more you dig in your heels and protest, the more stubborn he's going to get. You show him you're trying to learn from your mistakes and he'll probably come around eventually.
Third: if you do go back to school, be prepared to ( ... )
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"... my dad would ask me if I'm all right first," the girl says in a low tone of voice; her eyes still locked on the note.
Mar'i's father (like his alternate self in this universe) is perfectly well aware that no ninth-grade goon can possibly hurt his little girl physically. But emotionally?
Her dad would ask her about her feelings.
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"His arm," the Bruce says in a gravelly tone that is more about hard won patience then anything else.
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"He tried to hurt me," she says.
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"Because I don't how to. And because that boy really... got me angry."
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