SWIFT MANSION.
Charles McCall's face contorted in anger as he stormed off. He had been trying Draven's line for hours, but it wasn't going through anymore. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Swift, who were on holiday in Paris, had reached out for some strange reason, and Charles was forced to lie that Draven was in school and couldn't answer due to his reading schedule.
"That's refreshing to hear that my son is finally taking education seriously. What a surprise," his mother said over the phone, but Charles wasn't even concentrating—anger flooded his mind.
Draven had left to be with that boy from yesterday. Wasn't that too drastic? Sacrificing everything for him? The holidays were almost over, and school resumption meant the real-time assessment was coming. Draven missing it would mean automatic failure—and repeating the year all over again.
