Alvah groans more, doing his best to get up.
Zephyr and Jorah attempt to pick him up.
Alvah growls at them, wrenching his arms away, and gets up on shaking legs. He jerks his face in Peter’s direction. Cheeks bruised, left eye swollen beyond shut, and jaw hanging out of its socket. He eyes Peter while standing next to Jorah and grips her wrist tight.
Peter turns towards the rows of seats, moving through the desks and students to his own. He bends to sit until Zephyr’s voice catches his attention.
Zephyr looks up at the class. “Well, who knew class could get this exciting. So! I suggest that both Bren and Alvah leave for the period. The rest of you continue.” He locks eyes with Jorah, nodding, and she accompanies Alvah out. “On second thought, class dismissed, but keep working on this f
