"You decided to pick a fight, with a member of faculty," she is pacing and I feel like I am in the principal's office.
"She wouldn't give me what I wanted," I shrug as I watch her in fascination. This is the first time I have seen her out of her calm element. She is making me dizzy with the way she is walking back and forth, so I look away blinking.
"Okay," she huffs and straightens her blazer. She then proceeds to drink water and then sit down on her seat. "You are not the kind of person I would think would go against the rules."
I raise an eyebrow at that, seriously questioning her judgement.
"Everything that you have done so far, is out of reaction to something. You have never gone out of your way to see violence. You don't seem like it."
"I guess I have always been, and people change," I shrug and she puts her glasses aside.
"Why did you really want to talk on the phone? I know you had a guest an hour before you started causing trouble."
