Long story short...
It was the battle of the Mothers...
For their sons...
Mrs. Clinton wanted to create hype by informing Mrs. Smith that her son(that Timothy was attacked by Lucas)...
She almost pointed a finger at Lucas' face. If it hadn't been for Mrs. Smith that had stepped forward and told her to know her place, she would push Lucas' head backward with her finger...
"Can't you see that your son had ruined my son's body by dislocating his arm?" Mrs. Clinton asked furiously.
"Who would want to date my son because of his now dislocated arm?"
"He's now useless...!"
Mrs. Smith's eyes widened in shock.
'Wow...!' Lucas thought.
'Did this woman just call her son useless? Unbelievable!'
'Did this woman just insult her son? Flesh and blood...?' Mrs. Smith thought.
'Where's Roger and the kids...? With Temi...?' At the thought of Temi, Mrs. Smith unconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth as she snickered.
'If Temi were here, she'd be psyched!' Both Mrs. Smith and her son, Lucas thought the same thing as they subconsciously looked at each other.
That was when heard a familiar voice behind them...
"Goddamn, bullshit...!"
When their eyes met each other's when they also heard the voice, they stared at each other for a moment, then turning their heads back to look at who had just said that, even if they already know who it is...
When they turned back and saw who it was, they turned their heads back, gave themselves a stare, and then turned their heads back to the people in front of them...
With a snicker on their faces...
Timothy knew that it was because of him that they were all laughing, pointing at both Mother and son...
And also at the big girl...
"Stop laughing, all of you!" His voice sounding shaky.
Temi walked over to where her mother and brother stood, hearing what the little brat said, she lowered her head a bit to look at him as she muttered;
"What the hell...?"
"Who this brat talkin' to...?"
Lucas looked up at his sister and laughed.
Raising her head, she stared right straight into his eyes...
Resting her hands in her knees, she asked;
"Who you talkin' to, bruh?"
"Didn't you hear him?" Mrs. Clinton screeched.
"He said stop laughing...!"
"And don't talk to him...!"
"We all heard that ma'am, and I was talkin' to him, so now, can you please stop screeching? It's hurting my ears...!" Temi said shamelessly.
Mrs. Clinton looked at the girl in front of her with her mouth open in disbelief...
As she was about to say something, a voice from behind her stopped her...
"Who do you think you are, talkin' to my mom like that?"
Turning to look behind her, she found her daughter walking towards them as she spoke.
Crossing her arms, and massaging her forehead with her fingers, Temi closed her eyes and as if out of tiredness as she sighed and said;
"Well, if it isn't 'Miss spoil the show'...?"
"What's up...?"
Walking as she stood in front of Temi, she snapped;
"Save your greetings to yourself...!"
"You know I'm never always I'm your mood either...!" Temi said unfazed.
Pointing at Lucas, the other older girl said;
"You're brother disarmed my brother and needs an apology right away...!"
"Oh!" Temi asked framing surprise as she held her chin.
"Oh f*ck that attitude...!" The older girl said.
Temi opened her mouth a bit in surprise as she asked;
"What did you just say?"
Taking one more step so that she'd be very close to Temi and close the huge gap between them, the girl looked at both her eyes as she opened her mouth, and slowly repeated;
"F*ck...that...attitude...!"
Temi raised an eyebrow as she pointed at herself.
Opening her mouth, she asked;
"I myself...?"
The girl nodded her head as she pointed at Temi.
"Yeah, you...Temi Smith, the heir to...!"
"You don't need to state my role in my father's company...!" Temi cut in sharply.
Shrugging, the other older girl said;
"Well, I don't care...We just need an apology, that's all...!"
"Apology?" Temi asked.
"What kind of apology?"
"What for?"
Eyeing her up and down the girl said;
"Can you please, stop acting as if you don't know what I'm saying and just apologize already...?"
"And if you don't tell me what the apology's for...!"
"Your brother removed my brother's arm from the socket, okay?" The other girl cut in impatiently.
Temi narrowest her eyes at the other girl standing in front of her as she opened her mouth and said;
"Wow, really? 'Cause, the story that 'I' heard from my bros started with him...!"
Pointing at Timothy on the wheelchair, Temi continued as she said;
"Your brother started it first!"
Chuckling, the other girl said;
"No...Nah, uh uh..!" Shaking her head, she went on to say;
"No, my brother doesn't bully...he's not that kind of person...!"
" 'Cause, you're always attending his classes and attend the same schools with him, right?" Lucas muttered as he also coughed and turned his face away.
"Why you little...!" Timothy said in between his gritted teeth as he clenched teeth.
"Hey, you better shut your mouth before I shut it up for you...!"
The other big girl said.
"Yeah...!" Timothy shouted.
" 'Cause, I don't know why you're standing here right now and your Mother ain't shutting you up!" The girl said, not minding whether Lucas' mother was standing there watching her.
"Yeah...!" Lucas shouted again, supporting his sister.
Mrs. Smith didn't say anything...
She had her daughter here to defend her...
Say trash...
You get dumped!
"And I don't know if you learned from the lesson yesterday because your mouth's still moving like a car without brakes...!" Lucas said as he adjusted his glasses as he referred to Timothy.
"What 'bout you?" Timothy's sister asked.
"Your mouth's as sharp as blades....you look innocent and until people know you very well, no one would know how cruel you are...!" She said.
"I bet you both were vest friends in school, but 'you' must have done something that spoilt that friendship, so to get revenge for what 'you' did, you decided to take it out in my poor little brother 'cause my brother does not bully...!"
"How would I do something and then get revenge for it again next time?" Lucas asked as he raised his head and looked at his Mother.
"How's that possible, mum...?" He asked again.
His mother just raised an eyebrow as she chewed her mouth and muttered;
"I don't know, baby...!"
"Maybe she's on her period...!" Lucas nodded.
"Yeah, mood swings, right?" He asked.
Their Mother nodded.
"Yes, so she can't think right...!"
"Look at that...!" Timothy's sister pointed.
"Can you gear that? Did you hear that Mum?" She asked.
"You don't have to ask me that honey..."! Mrs. Clinton said.
"Why would a boy know 'bout periods?" She asked.
Temi, with her arms, still crossed over her chest raised an eyebrow as she asked;
"Aren't males supposed to know 'bout periods?"
"Even if it's a little on that topic? As in a teensy bit...?" She asked as she used her thumb and index fingers to describe its amount.
Shaking her head vigorously, Timothy's sister said;
"No...no one's supposed to know except you, your mum...and your sisters...!"
"Oh, so your Dad's not supposed to know either...?" Temi asked as she stared at her.
"Nope...!" Timothy's sister said.
"Even if you just started...?" Temi asked again.
"Nope...!"
"Next time you have to educate your boys on how to think...I mean, with them already knowing what a girl's period is, they'd begin to have weird thoughts...!"
"At least, I'm not like someone's brother who's always looking for a means to get into girls...!" Lucas muttered as he adjusted his glasses.
Temi looked some at her brother wide-eyed as she went like;
"What...?"
Timothy was still seated...
Hearing what Lucas said, he clenched his fists as he called;
"Smith...watch your tongue...!"
"What? I'm just saying the truth...you always...!"
"Hey hey hey...watch your tongue, nobody asked you to spill the bean...!" Timothy's sister shouted.
"Oh, shut it, already...!" Temi was already pissed, taking everyone by surprise.
"Temi, calm down...!" Her mother said as she placed her hand in her chest to calm herself down.
"You're telling my brother not to spill the beans, it's not like as if you're any different from your brother...!" Temi said.
Mrs. Clinton's brows furrowed.
"Bean? What bean?" She asked, clearly confused.
Timothy's sister began to shake.
"I don't know what she's talking about Mum...don't give whatever she says any attention...!"
"She... She's... She's just tryna look for trouble...!" Amanda stammered.
"Oh really?" Temi asked with raised eyebrows as she took a step closer towards the girl in front of her.
Running her eyes from up to down, Temi gave a sly smile as she took another step forward, causing Amanda to inch back in fear...
"Stay away, Temi...!" Amanda said, frightened.
"Oh, I'm not gonna cause any harm...!" Temi said as she looked at both her Mum and Amanda's mum.
Looking back at Amanda, Temi slowly leaned forward towards Amanda and whispered;
"I'm not gonna cause any harm unless you make me...!"
Learning back as she gave Amanda a mischievous smile, Temi said;
"I thinking it's probably a good idea, to tell your parents the school incident, hm?"
Amanda's eyes widened as she stared at Temi.
"You wouldn't dare...!"
Temi smirked.
"Try me...!"