"Ah!"
"Quick, get the teacher!"
The other kids, witnessing the scuffle, rushed to alert the teachers.
By the time the teachers arrived, Twila was in tears, her face a palette of bruises, while Daniel, bloodied but defiant, declared, "You can't talk about my mom like that!"
...
Brittany had just arrived at the office, her intuition sending her alarming vibes, when she decided to call for a department meeting. Before the meeting could start, her phone rang. "Hello, is this Daniel's parent? Could you please come to the school right away—"
"What's happened to my son?" Brittany asked anxiously.
"Ms. Lynette, he got into a fight with another student. Please, come as soon as you can."
Hanging up, Brittany, accompanied by her assistant, rushed to Star Elementary School.
Daniel, having always been more mature than his peers, had been doing well since transferring to this school, never once getting into trouble.
Yet today, he had gotten into a fight, and Brittany was beside herself with worry, fearing her son might be at a disadvantage.
Her assistant sped up, trying to reassure her, "Ms. Lynette, don't worry too much. The young master will be alright."
Brittany was hardly consoled.
Arriving at Star Elementary School, she didn't waste a moment, heading straight for the administration office, pushing through a crowd mixed with teachers and security guards.
Spotting Daniel with a bandaged head and Twila sobbing nearby, Brittany called out, "Daniel!"
Hearing his mother, Daniel's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Rushing to him, Brittany choked up at the sight of his bandage, "Does it hurt? What happened?"
Seeing his mother tear up, Daniel fought back his own tears, "I'm not hurt, it's okay, I don't feel a thing."
Despite his brave words, the gash on his head suggested otherwise.
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