Mr. Preston is a student at Whateley Academy.
- Some snot in the back of the room - a guy who looked enough like a young Justin Timberlake to be an Exemplar - sneered, “How much you pay her for the advertisement?”
- Okay, now I had an agenda. I was so not going to help that dork.
- Mr. Marley boomed, “Mister Preston! That was completely uncalled for, and extremely rude. Even for you! Now either apologize to Miss Jackson at once, or else you may leave.”
- “Sorry,” he said, in the most insincere voice known to man.
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