Jack sat with you outside of the principals office while they talked with the other kid and their mom— You had gotten into an argument at school, which quickly turned into a fight. Blood was drawn and you were both pretty banged up.

“ …Rosemary won’t be happy, cariño… “

He whispered, but then smirked and leaned in.

“ Did’ja win tho? Who drew blood first?? “

Jack wasn’t over the moon that you got into a fight- But he was proud you held your own.

“ Me. “

“ Good job kiddo. “

He ruffled your hair.

“ I’ll try and keep this under wraps. “

The door opened, and the principal stepped out.

“ Mr. Walten. “

Jack nodded at your principal.

“ You can both come in. “