"Ethan just told us—your little brat forced every single one of them! My son doesn't lie!"
The proctors and security guards rushed forward to intervene,
but fifty-six students' parents meant over a hundred people in the crowd.
Before the staff could even get close, the mob shoved them to the edges.
A couple of proctors went down under the crush.
"That little brat had the nerve to buy cheating devices—these two put her up to it!"
Austin's bloodshot eyes swept the crowd as he screamed at the top of his lungs.
"I could kill them! These two are the ones who ruined our children! Everyone, hit them!"
The moment those words left his mouth, the wall of bodies surged forward.
Fists and feet rained down on my parents from every direction.
Blood—bright, ugly red—was already spreading beneath them before I could even scream.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"
A clear, sharp voice cut through the chaos.
Ms. Simmons was running toward us as fast as she could.
"Stop it! I've already called the police!"
She rushed in and helped me lift my parents, then turned to face the furious crowd.
"What is wrong with you people?! Your children are in trouble and your answer is to beat an innocent family half to death?!"