My story is getting pretty kick ass for a first story, huh

My story is getting pretty kick ass for a first story, huh? ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie Bone or any of Jenny Nimmo's characters.

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Charlie's POV

Charlie looked at Aaron Hart, who was sitting diagonally from him. For someone who had just broken a faculty member's arm he looked exceptionally calm.

Charlie examined the rest of the Children of the Red King. Emma was trying to do her work but every now and then she looked at Aaron with a look of fascination.

Tancred and Lysander weren't even trying to hide their respect for Aaron. Even though he was in the same year as them he had done something that neither of them had ever even seriously thought of doing.

Gabriel was doing his work and only cast a few looks at Aaron.

Billy looking at Aaron as though he were Superman. The look he gave Aaron Hart was one of complete worship and adoration. Charlie was just able to stifle a laugh, which came out as a strangled cough.

"There something funny Bone?" demanded the humiliated Manfred.

"No sir"

Charlie pretended to get back to his work. When he thought about it, it would make sense for Billy to hero-worship someone who had broken the arm of a man who had tortured him for years. This thought brought Charlie to look at the evil endowed.

Manfred was trying to look casual, but in the end it just shouted out his hurt pride and the arm that was in a sling and cast.

The twins, Idith and Inez Branko were as expressionless as always, but something in their eyes seemed to show a hint of fear as they gazed at the tall blonde boy who had injured their master.

Joshua Tilpin had the same annoying smile that he always had on.

Asa was the hardest to guess. He acted as though he was as distressed as Manfred, but something about the way he looked at Aaron seemed to say 'Well done!'

"Get back to your work Bone!"

Charlie jumped at the sound of Manfred's loud voice.

"Yes sir"

Aaron's POV

The second Aaron had broken Manfred's arm he knew it had been a mistake.

The Bloor's were powerful, and the city was in pretty much in their control. He hadn't meant to break his arm, but it was in his nature to fight back, even when he should have let things go.

'He pushed me too far. If he hadn't threatened my family he would still have the use of both arms.'

Aaron sighed mentally when he remembered Dr. Bloor's words.

Flashback

"This is only your third day here and you have spoken back to a faculty member, as well as assaulted said faculty member, who happens to be my son. After all we did for you. We're paying your entire tuition, you do know that? We're also paying your mothers rent and we found her a job, and you still show this kind of insolence?!"

"I'm sorry sir"

"Sorry won't fix my sons arm, will it?"

"No"

"I'm giving you detention for the rest of the semester. Lucky for you there are only five more weeks."

"..."

"That will be all"

End of Flashback

Aaron wasn't all that sad for himself, but he knew it would be hard for his mother since she generally needed help around the house one weekends.

'I'm sorry mom' was what Aaron thought as he saw that it was time to leave, packed up, and headed to his dormitory.