Chapter Thirty Two

"What the hell were the two of you thinking, fighting like criminals?!" Principal Matheson demanded, glaring at the two boys standing in front of his table.

They were both bleeding in different places; Vikrant had a cut near his hairline which was bleeding, his left eye was probably turning black and his jaw had taken quite a hit too but Raj was worse off which pleased him.

They'd been separated by some of their teammates and the football players as well and they'd have gone at each other's throats again if the principal had not shown up breathing fire from his mouth. Vikrant had never seen the man so mad - he was red in the face like a cartoon character that was about to explode.

"I don't want to know the reason for it." Matheson spat, as if one of them had spoken. "I would like to see both your fathers tomorrow. Damage to school property, injuring a student in the process... Both of you have gone mad!"

Well, they'd not meant to destroy some chairs and tables in the cafeteria during