c***k! It split in two.
The tray cracked, but not on Grainger's head as I expected. It all happened so fast that nobody realized Mrs. Trevott had inserted her hand and diamond ring between the tray and Grainger's head at the last possible moment.
She looked at Gwen and said, "Miss Slater, in the future, think BEFORE you act."
"Hey, ain't she gonna get in trouble?"
Mrs. Trevott regarded him coolly. "Did you just say, 'Hey,' and, 'ain't,' to an English teacher?"
Gwen and Mrs. Trevott walked away from the boys. Mrs. Trevott folded her arms and commanded, "Explain."
Gwen was incredulous. "You mean you didn't see it?"
"No. I only saw you raise the tray. Knowing Mr. Grainger the way I do, I assumed he deserved it."
"He pinched my butt as I walked away from him."
Throwing a quick
