Wolf took his position behind Alex and Mr Bray shook his hand.

'Right,' the headmaster began 'What happened. Alex, would you like to start us off?'

Alex groaned, but complied, somewhat awkwardly.

'Dean provoked me.'

Mr Bray nodded 'What did he do to offend you?'

'He insulted me and my old guardian, Jack.'

Alex was keeping his replies to a minimum: the less details, the less fuss, and hopefully Dean would do the same, so he wouldn't get in too much trouble...

That hope was short lived, however when Dean's turn came.

'I was just joking around,' he insisted 'I didn't mean any harm, but then he attacked me. I acted in self defense!'

Mr Bray gave Alex a look of disapproval, and he could almost feel Wolf's glare on the back of his head.

'Did you start the fight, Alex?' The boy in question nodded, seeing no point in lying.

'I am afraid I am going to have to suspend you, Alex, for the rest of the week. You need to be taught not to lose control of your anger. Dean, I think it's best you take the rest of the day off, and a lunchtime detention tomorrow for verbal abuse.'

Alex's eyes widened drastically at this injustice, couldn't the headmaster see the harm Dean has done him! He opened his mouth to protest, but he felt Wolf kick the back of his chair, urging him to keep quite.

Dean replied with a studious 'Yes Sir' and Alex nodded, then both boys left the room, followed by their guardians.

Wolf and Alex left the school in silence, but the teen could almost feel the anger radiating off the man in waves. Alex climbed into the passenger seat as Wolf slammed the car door, and still not a word was uttered, although there was certain to be an explosion later.

His theory was proved correct; as soon as they left the school car park, Wolf broke free of his stoic mask and let loose his fury.

'Don't you think I have better things to do than run up to a school to pick up some little brat?' He started in a dangerously quiet voice, 'And then you get yourself suspended!' Wolf's voice rose 'On the first f*ing day! For fighting some other brat, no less! You're acting like a child, Cub, I expected you to know better!'

Wolf yanked the steering wheel to the left and they swerved around a corner before continuing his rant.

'We were told that you would be no trouble, but it seems like you've had it out for us since the beginning! Out rules were simple: make our job easy and keep out of our way, and we'll get along, but your arrogant, obnoxious, childish, spoilt mind can't handle that, can it?' Wolf sneered 'You little *'

They pulled up outside the house, and Alex was all too glad to jump out, and as soon as Wolf opened the door he tried to go to the privacy of his room, but was stopped by the older male grabbing his arm. The man then proceeded to drag Alex into the kitchen and sit him at the table.

'Now, stay there, Cub, until the rest of the unit get back from wherever the hell they decided to go. That's your punishment,' Wolf have a victorious smirk and went into the lounge to pass the time before Alex had a chance to react.

The teen had an indignant expression on his face: how dare Wolf treat him like a child! There was no way he was doing as he was told, and he immediately pulled out his phone which Wolf seemed to have forgotten about.

Help me Tom

What do u need?

I'm bored

There was no need to elaborate, Tom would probably work it out himself.

Meet me outside Brooklands in 10

Cya

Alex suspected that his friend had a free period before lunch, since they tended to bunk off for a couple of hours then, no-one ever noticed.

But now there was the task of actually getting out of the house. Fairly easy, really, Wolf was out of sight and being very careless by leaving him alone, and Alex didn't need a key to get out, only to get in. Weighing up his options, the teen decided that he was going to get in trouble no matter what, so there was no point forming a plan to get back inside if he was going to get caught anyway, meaning that he could just slip out of the door and face the consequences later. That seemed like a 'good' plan to him.

Alex heard the TV start from the lounge. Good. That made his 'mission' even easier.

The teen slid from the chair and stood silently, creeping down the hallway, making minimum noise which was covered by the sound of the TV in the background.

Now came the hard part. The door handle always made a loud, distinctive click heard throughout the house when opened or closed, which, using the right technique, could be muffled so practically unnoticeable, which was necessary otherwise Wolf would hear and he would be screwed.

Alex gripped the handle and pulled it down, stopping when he felt the final pin in the lock begin to retreat. He then gently eased the handle down before he heard the soft, almost unnoticeable click within the mechanism, signalling his success.

He then slipped out of the door, and closed it using the same quiet method previously. Mentally declaring his mission a success, Alex ran out onto the street and down the road to Brooklands.

As promised, Tom was waiting for him, eager to find out what happened.

Before his friend had even asked the anticipated question, Alex answered.

'Bray suspended me, and that Son of a * Dean got today off and a detention!'

Tom shook his head in sympathy for his friend, and offered some kind words.

'Well Bray is a , and so is Dean, I promise we will get revenge somehow!'

Alex nodded thoughtfully, that was certainly a task for a later date.

'C'mon, let's go to the park,' Tom offered 'I've got a couple of pounds to get lunch. I've gotta get back pretty soon, so let's go.'

'So do I, but I'm gonna be in deep * later anyway'

Alex decided that he better make the most of this time, after all, he wouldn't have a chance to do this in a long while after Wolf was done with him.

AN: That was pretty bad, but sure. It was almost 1100 words so that's pretty good.

I was kinda stuck on ideas for that chapter, but the next two chapters are when the plot really starts.

Peace out,

Christy