Zeke’s POV
I heard steps behind me and looked over my shoulder, Ezra was yards behind me, I slowed down a little so he could catch me up. I was never good at running and talking.
‘Ezr… I mean, sir, what are you doing?’
‘For the love of god, Zeke, this is weird ok. What the f**k. You’re my f*****g student’
‘Yeah, that is pretty f****d up. So is making me do 30 laps of the field, even nasty old Phillips wasn’t that cruel’
‘I didn’t make you do 30, I said 20 and told you to quit after 11. You made it 30 and insisted on completing them’
‘I don’t quit. And I was following you rules of talking back and swearing. If I was playing by them properly, I would have given myself and extra 20 not 10’
‘Smart Ass’
‘Oh, you spoke to the other teachers about me then?’
‘What! No?’
‘You should, i
