Reaching

7- Until next time

I walked inside the school of Jett, heading straight to the office.

"One moment." The lady in the desk said, I was pissed but he better have a good reason for fighting.
"Sorry sir, what could I do for you?" She winks and I ignore her.

"My son was in a fight, I got a call."

"Oh! For Jett Vañe-Valúez?" I nod at her and my heart clench in happiness, glad that Jett took her last name. "Here you go."

She gave me a pass and showed me to the Principal office. I walked in to see a bruise on Jett face, "ah hell na." I walked towards him and put my hand on his chin to get a good look of his face.

"Who the fuck did this?" I said towards the principal.

"Dad." Jett tried to calm me but this I cannot pass by. I gave him my dad deadly eyes and he stayed quiet in his seat.

"William Brute, supposedly William threw the first punch but William says otherwise." She said with posture.

"He's needs ice."

"We will give him ice in a bit, we need to talk about his action."

"What about it?" I snap back.

"Well, his punches are unexpected. That bruise he has on his face was nothing compared how bad he punch William." I smirked and raised my hands, Jett high-five my hand.

"Way a go!" I kissed the top of his head and he smiles.

"What?! Not way a go!" The principal fires back.

"Did he throw the first punch?"

"Yes but-."

"No buts! He was defending himself, Will had throw the first punch and he was protecting himself. Are you going to punish him for William action who throw the first punch?"

Principal deadly looked into my eyes in defeat but sighs. "No. William will be suspended for his action, Jett can take the day off tomorrow for his bruise to heal." I look at Jett and smiled at him.

"Thank you, have a nice day." She nods and I take Jett by the hand to exit out the principal office.

I open the door for Jett and he walks inside with his pack back. I enter my side and start the car. "Now do tell me how it happen?"

"Uh well.....William was talking bad about mom and then I said something about his grades and bam! Punch in the face but I protected myself like you taught me."

Well, understandable.

"What did he say about mom?"

I heard sniffles, I look at the rear mirror, he was hiding his tears. "Th-that she wasn't a good mom and was just a whore." My hands clench on the wheel.

"Well then you did it for a good cause. Let's get ice cream."

"Okay."

We stopped at a michoacana, it was Jett favorite.

He happily ran Inside as I get out the car. I chuckled and walked inside the store. "Hola niño."

"Hola!" Jett said and I smiled. His Spanish was getting good. "Yo quiero gansito!"

"Bueno." The lady said and made a ice cream cone for Jett. I ask for elote like always.

We both eat inside the store.

My phone rang and picked it up. "Yes?"

"Hey the club manager been asking about what the hell do to with a guy who had punch some female, yeah crazy night."