Nate's POV. We stood in front of a disciplinary committee, but my mind was far away from this arena because nobody knew why I was fighting Roosevelt. I always knew he was an ass but I didn't know that he was going to move in on Jessica and try to make her life miserable. The Dean took a moment before addressing both of us, and I loved the fact that he wasn't just about to start going off and talking about the school rules, because if that was going to be the bone of contention, then we would have a lot to talk about. "So, what the hell is this about? I know it's not about the competition." The Dean asked with a small look of irritation on his face that store he couldn't bear our excesses anymore, but I wasn't here to start settling cases after I had made my point clear to him and expected that he follow it duly, or else he was going to regret all his actions. "He is a bastard who needs to be put in his place, that's what happened," I responded nonchalantly. This school had tried
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