Chapter 14 Cas sandra calmly hung up the phone and recorded the scene.
âDo not move! Destroying the crime scene will warrant a more severe punishment.â Today, she intended to get the pest of Honors Class One out.
this group If everyone could remain peaceful till the day of SAT, she wouldnât target this people.
Unfortunately, some people simply didnât know what was good for them.
of âAre you done, Cas sandra? We didnât even do anything to you. Is it necessary to make a mountain out of a molehill?â The one who spoke was Samuel, the self-righteous class president and the most attractive boy in class.
âSamuel, if it were anyone else today, you wouldâve sought justice for them, no?â What Cas sandra despised the most was these snobs who played up to those in power.
In the past two months since the enrolment, thanks to Yulissa, Cas sandra truly had a proper experience of what school violence was!
It was beyond her expectation that itâd happen again today.
âWhat are you guys arguing about? Donât you guys know the morning reading session has already started?â questioned Connor, the homeroom teacher.
He spotted Cas sandra standing on one side of the classroom, neither sitting nor speaking.
âMr. Zeller, someone is disrupting the classroom discipline.â A student raised his hand. and pointed to Cas sandra.
She was also one of Yulissaâs âbest friends,â albeit Cas sandra couldnât recall the studentâs name.
âCas sandra, get back to your seat and prepare for the morning reading.â Connor didnât want to get too involved. After all, it was already nearing the end of Grade 12, so he didnât care about the truth as long as it didnât affect others.
âI canât sit in my seat right now, Mr. Zeller,â Cas sandra replied offhandedly.
Connor glanced impatiently at her corner seat. It was full of garbage.
A frown appeared on his face as he âWhatâs going on?â
Conner walked into the classroom and came to Cas sandraâs seat.
Chapter 14 âWhatâs going on? Who did this?â Evidently, someone had deliberately poured garbage on Cas sandraâs desk.
It shocked him that someone was actually engaging in school violence in his class.
âHow dare you people bully your classmate!â he scolded inwardly.
Upon getting no response, Connor added, âNobodyâs talking, huh? Then, Iâll investigate it!â
âMr. Zeller, none of us saw anything. Besides, why would they only target Cas sandra but not us? The problem must lie with her.
Grade 12 is an important year, yet sheâs complaining and implicating all of us over a little inconvenience. Isnât she simply trying to waste our time?â Christine grumbled in displeasure.
Not wanting the homeroom teacher to investigate this matter, she thought, âSheâs merely a country bumpkin. So what if sheâs been bullied? What can she do? Find people to bully us back?
âAs expected of lowly people. How imperceptive.
Connor mulled it over, âInvestigating this matter will indeed waste everyoneâs time. Itâs not worth it.â
âCas sandra, clean up your seat and get ready for the lesson. Come to my office after class.â
Hence, Connor decided to keep the peace and downplay the issue.
âI canât touch this, Mr. Zeller. This is evidence that Iâm being bullied. The police will be coming soon. Theyâll give me justice.â
Cas sandra paused before continuing, âIâve also emailed the video I just shot to Mr. Huddleston. I believe he has already seen it.â
Her harmless-looking face appeared dainty and enchanting, but her actions were absolute and callous.
Christine immediately panicked upon hearing that Cas sandra had sent the video to the principal, Edward Huddleston.
âThatâs impossible. How could this bumpkin have Mr. Huddlestonâs email address?â she brooded.
However, despite Cas sandra truly not having Edwardâs email address, the video that suddenly popped up on his computer screen at this moment could not be closed, no matter what he did!
Fri, 16 Feb M Chapter 11 When he saw the situation clearly, he smacked the desk in rage.
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âThe child Iâve been looking high and low for more than a year is actually in my school? What are the odds!
âBut why is her desk so messy with what seems like garbage?
âHas she been subjected to school violence?
âDa mn!
Who dares to bully my student?â Edward cursed to himself.
âCas sandra, you-â
âDo you think I went too far, Mr. Zeller?â Cas sandra pretended not to understand and met Connorâs eyes.
She knew it was impossible to expect these teachers to avenge her anyway.
Since that principal was also looking for her, she figured sheâd let him take care of this matter.
There was no need for her to hide and not see anyone now that sheâd planned to return. to being herself.
âYouâre all classmates. Youâve indeed gone a little too far.â
Connor chose his words carefully, afraid that Cas sandraâs self-esteem would really be hurt.
âMr. Zeller, perhaps she poured it all by herself just to frame someone. Donât be fooled by her!â Christine didnât want anyone to stand up for Cas sandra.
The words of the homeroom teacher were utterly indifferent and perfunctory.
âWho called us?â The police officers arrived.
âI did!â
Cas sandraâs sweet, melodious voice instantly earned the police officersâ sympathy. They couldnât fathom how someone could bully such an optimistic girl.
The policemen walked up to Cas sandra and frowned at the sight of the mess and garbage on her desk.
âIsnât this an elite school?
âWho would do such a shrewish thing?â were their thoughts.
Chapter 14 âWho did this? Step forward, admit it, and apologize, and we can deal with this leniently,â a policeman addressed the whole class.
Nonetheless, no one answered him.
At this time, Edward also came in.
Looking at Cas sandraâs familiar face, he was practically over the moon on the inside.
âThis child is really here! he thought.
â did this? Ston forward!â Edward fumed.
Connor hadnât expected the principal to arrive so soon.
âMr. Huddleston...â
âMr. Zeller, a student in your class has been bullied. What are you, as the homeroom teacher, even doing to look after your kids?â
âEspecially when it comes to this sweetheart of mine, added Edward inwardly.
âMr. Huddleston, this is a misunderstanding.â Connor was a little unconfident.
âWhat misunderstanding? Isnât this already clear to see?â Edward shouted, astounded at how his teachers dealt with matters as such.
However, he seemed to forget that he, too, had the same attitude toward other parents. and students when dealing with problems.
It was rare for him to be so determined to deal with something.
âChild, you have the police and principal here now. Tell us what exactly happened,â asked a police officer gently.
âMr. Zeller, Iâve been going through this every day since I joined the school two months.
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Cas sandra elaborated on everything. Being splashed with water on the first day of school and having pen ink spilled on her desk were childâs play.
Worse things had happened,/such as being locked in the bathroom and having no way to get out until the janitor came to open the door.
Every day in school, her desk would bring her âsurprisesâ like a mystery box.
Itâd either be kicked over on the floor, dumped in the hallway, or thrown downstairs.
Her books were dirty beyond belief too.
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Chapter 14 Hearing this, the policeman shuddered with fury from head to toe. âWhat kind of elite school is this? How could the students be so crude!â he pondered.
Edward, too, was livid, not expecting that there were so many black sheep in his school.
Concurrently, he also inwardly rebuked Cas sandra for not going to him.
Truth be told, had Cas sandra not seen Edward at the graduation ceremony in her previous life, she wouldnât have known that this school belonged to him.
Back then, the business card given by the old man had long been thrown away by her.
âDo you have any evidence for everything you said?â
Cas sandra contemplated for a moment. She did have photo evidence, but it was not convincing enough.
âPlease wait a minute, Officer.â
With that, she took out her phone and did something.
One minute later, she said, âOfficer, all the surveillance footage has been sent to your police stationâs email. You can ask your colleagues to check.â
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