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I sat in front of the principle usually I'd be laughing. But right now I was scared. I took it way too far. "Maxine. This was the last straw. You are going to that fancy boarding school in London."

My jaw dropped. I was almost crying. "Mom it wasn't even that bad." She snapped her gaze back to me. Sending daggers through me. "16 stitches and a broken arm is bad!!" I slumped down in my seat.

I made my bed mind as well lay in it.