"Miss Aberdeen, I hope you understand the damage you have done."
Galena reclined the in chair, propping her feet up on the principal's desk. He frowned and pushed them off. They landed with a thud against the carpeted floor. Pouting, Galena rolled her eyes. Just then the door burst open.
"You called us?" a man's voice rumbled threateningly.
"Oh my poor baby!" a high pitched woman's voice followed.
Galena smiled triumphantly at the principal before turning a woebegotten face to her mother, who smothered her with kisses and checked her for injuries. Her father shouted various threats at the principal.
"My daughter is a victim!" he rumbled.
"Sir, she broke a student's nose and gave him a black eye…"
"He hit me first!" Galena whimpered. "Plus he already had that black eye."
"Oh my poor baby!" Her mother cradled her gently.
"See!" her father said. "We were told that this was the best training school in Vale."
"We are!"
"Then I don't want this happening to my daughter again," her father pounded his fist on the desk. "Or I will make this school the least reputable and poorest."
The principal silenced and watched as the Aberdeen parents ushered their daughter out of the room. A woman stood by a boy, who had a black eye. The boy shot her a look.
"See," she whispered, only loud enough for him to hear. "I told you I'd do anything to get my parent's attention."
Winking at him, she walked away.
Nickel looked up confused as his father dropped him off at the side of the road. His father gave him a bag of clothes and a few bits of food. Nickel took it and blinked at his father.
"I'm sorry," his father said. "We can't feed…"
Nickel shook his head, he couldn't read his father's lips when he spoke that fast. Nickel looked confused when he saw tears in his father's eyes.
"You have the least chance…"
Nickel struggled to read his father's lips. He couldn't understand what was going on.
"I'm so sorry."
His father pulled him into a hug, before turning away. Nickel tried to follow, but his father shook his head and pushed him back. Even more confused, Nickel stared as his father jumped into their wagon and rode away. Realization dawned on him and he sank to his knees in the dust. He clutched the bag close, breathing in the familiar scent of home. Tears ran down his cheeks, as he stood and watched the dust cloud settle.
Family. What a joke. He was a disabled, so he was the one they would give up. He would prove them wrong, that he was worth something.
Jazpeer next I decided :D