“I’m afraid you’ve left me no choice but to exclude you from the school permanently.”
The headmistress’ words felt like a hammer blow slamming straight into Chase’s stomach. He could tell from her sour expression, and the fact that his father had been called in and was sitting beside him with a face like thunder, that she really meant business this time.
“I’m sorry, Chase, I truly am.” Harriet Hatchett rested her pointy elbows on her vast oak desk and sighed. “But sadly, this is the end for you here at Bisby Secondary School. There are only so many times I can stick my neck out to save you, no matter how much you may excel in certain subjects. I’ve had numerous parents complain about the appalling way you’ve treated their children; some have even withdrawn them from the school because of
