Page 27 of Betraying Bexley

“He said you threw the first punch.”

“I did, after he broke my mother’s bento box and destroyed Bexley’s lunch.” Heat filled his cheeks. Embarrassment or bashfulness had no place in the conversation. Yet, he couldn’t help the slide of warmth spreading across his cheeks and into his ears.

“I am sorry,” Mateo said. “I’m also sorry you had to deal with the problem in this fashion.”

“So, what happens next?” Eito figured he would get suspended since the All-Americans were the golden children of the school.

“Detention for a week?” Mateo hedged. “I’m sure you’ll get a dressing down by Noah and Asher, even though you did the right thing, protected Bex.”

"A week of detention isn't so bad. I can deal. The same goes for the conversation with Noah and Asher."

“Good. Get the hell out of here before the Principal gets back from lunch. I’ll cover for you.” Mateo unlocked and opened the door. “You should be lucky, Mr. Wantanabe. Go back to class.”

Eito smirked. "You got it, teach." He strolled out of the office past Kenner who had an ice pack against his cheek and lip. "Sorry ladies." He bowed to the receptionists. “I didn't mean to interrupt your day. My sincerest apologies."

The woman who stood closest to the counter blushed. “You need a note young man.” She pulled a slip of paper from the basket in front of her. “What class are you in?”

“Uh, Mr. Aquino’s history class.”

Her pink cheeks turned crimson. “Of course. Mr. Aquino will take care of it. Please return to your class now.”

Eito bowed again, knowing women eat that shit up. “Thank you, ma’am.” With a quick glance over his shoulder, he chuckled to himself. The fight, as much as he’d get into trouble later had been so worth it, just to see one of the major assholes of the school get taken down a peg.Not so tough now, are you, asshole?

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