Short Story: Unprincipled Part A

The first part of my short story. Please note that this is only a part of the story and a rough first draft to boot. It will all be compiled into an edited, completed short story when all is said and done. This is to make sure I’m being held accountable for my 30 day writing challenge!



Victor Bullock looked down on the sorry state that sat at the desk before him. The boy in an unironed white shirt with a loose tie, sat back in his chair, leaning it so only two legs were touching the floor. The stoic, almost pleased, look on his face was enough to make Victor spit. Troy Keller was a monster. Victor bit his lip and squinted against the sharpness of the overhead fluorescent tube. Victor didn’t get it. Why did young boys act out in that way. Was it too much testosterone? Victor stepped forward and pushed Troy’s chair forward so the legs went back to the floor. “You do know that this is your last warning?”

Troy sat stone faced.

“We’ve been lenient on you these past few weeks. Lord knows we’ve tried to get your Mum or your Dad to take you off school for a while.”

Finally Troy spoke. “They don’t want me.” It wasn’t his usual snarky response either. It threw Victor off. He almost put a hand on the kid’s shoulder. Almost. “Don’t say that.”

“It’s true though. Mum’s run off overseas and Dad barely talks to me.”

Victor paused carefully. “So that gives you the right to light a fire in the A block boy’s bathroom?”

Troy’s jaw clenched up. The emotion he had just been displaying had all but disappeared. “What does it even matter?”

“It matters because damage to school property has an impact. It’s thousands of dollars worth of damage. You’re lucky it was put out as soon as it was, or we’d be having an entirely different conversation.”

“There’s more than one bathroom at this school. So what’s the problem?”

Victor sat back against the wall, minding the fire alarm switch next to him. He admired the irony. “Just when I thought I was getting through to you, you put the wall back up.”

Troy’s eyes narrowed. ” What wall? What are you talking about?”



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