39. Naughty Business

Theodore's POV

"Wait!"

I tilt my face and look at Dad, withdrawing my hand from the car door handle. He had just parked the car in front of my new school and I was about to hop out.

"I need to tell you a few things," Dad says with a serious expression on his face. I nod to him, quietly. "Why did we join this school?" He asks.

I look at him confused. "Uhm...to study?"

"Yeah, to study," he says. "So better concentrate on your studies. Don't be distracted by other matters."

"I won't. I will study hard," I say while wondering what he actually meant by distraction.

"And I don't want to be called to the school unless there is a parents meeting." I again nod to him, obediently.

He lets out a chuckle. "Theodore, I'm not worried you'd enter into any fights or get into any bad boy gang in this school or pick up any bad habits. I know you wouldn't. What I mean is, absolutely no naughty business inside the school campus. Don't let anyone catch you kissing anyone or doing any such