Mr. Reynolds knew all too well that Jovie was just a kid from a run-of-the-mill family. It made no sense to him to ruffle the feathers of Drunham City's elite for her sake.
He certainly was not about to cross the town's rich and powerful for an average Joe's kid!
Lara, standing nearby, overheard Mr. Reynolds could not help but furrow her brow, whispering, "Mr. Reynolds, she's just started school. Isn't this kind of harsh?"
Mr. Reynolds dabbed at the sweat on his brow, snorted with a sneer, and shot Lara a withering look. "Lara, are you challenging my authority? Remember, I'm the principal here. What's so bad about what we're doing, anyway? You think we should get on the bad side of all these VIPs over some nobody? You think we can handle that kind of heat?"
Without giving Lara a chance to retort, he waved his hand dismissively and said, "Enough, I've made up my mind. Ms. Devens, get to the office and whip up an expulsion notice. Put it up on the bulletin board—better yet, slap it o
