Chapter 44

• Headmaster Graham looks wary. “What is it?”
• “Well, it seems like many of my crimes involve my mouth. Cursing, chewing gum, talking back, stealing food. Seems like I have a little oral fixation,” I point out. “And if the punishment is supposed to fit the crime…”
• I slowly get to my feet and start making my way around the desk. Headmaster Graham stands up, too, and looms over me. His full height and hulk turn me on even more. I feel so dainty and vulnerable beside him, like a little mouse before a tiger. His mouth is set in a hard line and those gray eyes are burning bright when I look up at him coyly.