Detention
I was heading back to my classroom, but I changed my mind midway and headed to the principal's office, instead.
The principal got scared as soon as he saw me. He got up from his chair, rubbing his palms together he greeted me
Principal
Miss Bhattacharya, I was expecting your visit soon. It's our pleasure to have you as a student in our college. It's a really-
He was buttering me up when I interrupted him in the middle of his sentence.
Rhea
I want you to rusticate someone from this college with a bad character certificate, so he won't get admitted into any other institute, ever
I started, crossing my legs and looking at the principal.
Principal
But Miss Bhattacharya, what happened exactly?
Rhea
What happened you ask? The seniors of this college tried to rag me, Rhea Bhattacharya. I earned these bruises because of them. I am not letting this go easily.
Principal
But-but Miss Bhattacharya, if we do that, the whole career and lives of those kids would be ruined. They won't ever get a job.
Rhea
They should have thought about this before acting out with me. Their career, their lives... It's not my concern.
Rhea
Either you rusticate them and fuck their career, or you be prepared to quit your job. I'll find another principal for this college.
Principal
I cannot afford to lose this job, my whole family is dependent on me. I'll see what I can do.
I got up from the chair and smirked at him
Rhea
Smart move old man, make sure they leave this college by evening, or I'll let you pack your bags and leave.
I said and turned to walk again. Talking to the principal got me reaching late for my class. The professor was already in the middle of his lecture.
I barged inside the room without giving a damn about the fact that I was disturbing a class. I own this college, I don't give a fuck about anything else.
Riaan
Excuse me? I didn't allow you to enter my class.
The professor interrupted my walk towards my seat.
I said ignorantly taking my place, putting my bags down on my desk, and settling down. He should be glad that I am at least thinking about coming to a lecture in the first place.
The professor squeaked again in his irritatingly dominating voice. I shot him a look. He was the professor I met at the ground, Professor Riaan Pathak.
Oh, so HE was my English professor.
Rhea
Do you know who I am?
I asked him. He should know. Everybody knows me.
Riaan
I am least interested in knowing you right now miss. I don't want an indiscipline student in my classroom, please leave my class
I said out loud. This guy... How dare he? Is he really asking for death?
Riaan
And now you are using slang for a teacher? Great! What's your name?
He asked in his stern voice.
Riaan
Detention for you miss Rhea Bhattacharya. Please leave my class. I forbid you from attending my classes for the entire semester.
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