The car pulled up to the school and Joan and Rosie got out. They said goodbye to John and started walking towards the swarm of students. Joan spotted Rosie's boyfriend Justin right way he was talking to some leggy blonde who's name Joan never cared to learn. Joan noticed that Justin had caught Rosie's eye as well. They watched as Justin pulled the girl into a hug.
"Not a word Joan, not a word." Rosie said. The girls made their way towards Justin. It took a few minutes before he noticed them. The blonde girl was already walking away. "What is the meaning of this?" Rosie asked. Her voice shook a little. The look on Justin's face suddenly turned sheepish.
"I don't know what you're talking Rosie." Justin lied. He wrapped his arms around himself and bounced a little on the balls of his feet. He ran his fingers threw his ginger hair. He was trying hard to avoid eye contact.
"I saw you kissing Amber, Joan saw it too. Don't even try to deny it." Rosie said. Her hands were clenched into fists at her side. Anger was boiling just below the surface. Of course Joan was right she was always right. "How long has this been going on?" Rosie asked.
"Only about a week." Justin admitted. He hung his head and stared at his feet. "I'm sorry Rosie really I am. I've been meaning to tell you, but I didn't know how." he said. He fidgeted with his hands before deciding to put them in his pockets.
"How could you?" Rosie sobbed. She wiped at the tears on her cheeks. She had trusted Justin, taken a chance on him. She felt so stupid for ever believing that good things could happen to her.
"I'm sorry." Justin said. His shoulders slumped and his head hung low. He turned to walk away. His pace was quick like he couldn't get away fast enough.
Without even thinking about it Joan ran after Justin and jumped on his back. She flipped him over and began hitting his head off the ground. He broke Rosie's heart and made her cry, the lowlife deserved to pay. Blood started to cover Justin's head. Joan wasn't sure but she thought she could hear Rosie screaming for her stop. Arms wrapped around her and she was being pulled away.
Joan struggled against the person holding her trying get to what she was doing. No one was allowed to hurt Rosie and get away with it. Justin was nothing but scum in Joan's eyes. "Let go." Joan demanded.
"I don't think so young lady." an all too familiar voice said. John just held Joan tightly. Luckily he hadn't driven away yet when he had saw the whole spectacle. "I think you need to calm down." John said.
Joan stopped struggling and slumped against John. The Headmaster and nurse were cutting through the crowd. The Headmaster started making his way towards her. Joan was sure this wasn't going to end well.
"Holmes my office now." the Headmaster demanded. If looks could kill Joan would be a goner. Joan walked passed the Headmaster. John and Rosie followed after her as she made her way into the building. Her stilettos clicked and clacked on the hard floor.
Joan flung open the door to the Headmaster's office and plopped down in one of the chairs. This wasn't her first trip to the Headmaster's office and certainly, probably wouldn't be her last. John and Rosie sat next to her. John took out his phone and was most likely texting her father.
The Headmaster entered the room. He sat down at his staring at Joan. "Miss Holmes mind telling me what that was all about?" the Headmaster asked. He tapped his fingers impatiently on the desk.
"I was beating a lying, cheating arsehole is what I was doing." Joan explained. She wasn't about to feel bad for what she did. Justin deserved what he got. She should have waited though for there to less witnesses.
"My patience for you has ran out Miss Holmes. You constantly berate teachers, insult their intelligence, and constantly correct them in front of your classmates." the Headmaster said. He steeples his fingers and looked at Joan. "I'm afraid I have no choice, but to expel you." he said.
"You can try Headmaster Smith, but it wont work. I'll just call my uncle the Prime Minister. You know Mycroft wont stand for this" Joan said. Usually the threat of her uncle was enough to put people in their place.
"That isn't going to work on me Miss Holmes." the Headmaster said. He took out some forms and began filling them out. "I don't care who your uncle is or who your father is. You can't go around assaulting students in my school." he said.
"I've texted Joan's father already and he's on his way." John said. John looked over at Joan and frowned. "I'm very disappointed in you Joan. You're parents raised you better than this." he said. He just shook his head and ran his fingers through his salt and pepper hair. "As Joan's Godfather I apologize for her behavior. I can't imagine what had gotten into her." John apologized.
"Joan I can't believe you did that." Rosie said. Her fists clenched her skirt. She understood that Joan was just trying to be a good friend. This time though Joan had definitely crossed the line. Joan was a handful even at the best of times.
"He hurt you Rosie, so I only saw it fit to hurt him." Joan explained. Joan vowed to herself that if anyone ever caused Rosie any can pain or suffering they would pay. Rosie deserved someone who would make her happy.
"Miss Holmes violence is not acceptable." the Headmaster scolded. Joan rolled her eyes at the Headmaster. "When your father gets here you're going to have to explain yourself to him." the Headmaster said.
"I don't see what difference it will make if you're going to expel me anyways." Joan said. When her father gets here they can sign whatever paper work needs signing and get out of this hell hole as soon as possible. The Headmaster was right about one thing she wouldn't be able to count on uncle Mycroft to get her out of this because he would agree that there needed to be consequences for her action. Consequences be damned though.