Parent Teacher Conferences (Or should I say Student Teacher Parent Conferences?)

So yeah...
Our PT Conferences were yesterday (Jalana got us booked so we were lined up. Trinity went first, me second, Ulric last...)
Trin and me are both doing well. Our conferences were fine, and we weren't yelled at after for this and that and stuff. You know, with you in the room and the parent and several teachers, and if you're getting bad grades, you going to be yelled at afterwards for slacking off.
Not me. Or Trin. We're doing well.
I know it's weird, but the PT Conferences work that way. It's student led.
Now about Ulric...
Um...yeah. So. His conference was, hmm...
Okay. It sucked. I watched as the wolf walked into the room as if he owned the place, and Trinity could hear what was going on, due to her enhanced hearing abilities. She translated what was going on in the room to me, and I was going to personally strangle him when he came out.
So Ulric didn't start the meeting. He just sat there, and the teachers started for him, asking to introduce Jalana and stuff.
"You already know her," he had replied. "The pigeon and my little vixen already told you."
All right. He earned himself a great woppin' uppercut from me.
So to cut to the chase, it continued with Urlic being a jerk and the teachers and Jalana getting frustrated with the stupid freak. Soon Ulric had a fit and upturned the chair he sat on and smashed his portfolio on the ground, kicking in, and yelling a bunch of swear-words. Then he stormed out of the room, and me an Trin were on top of him the next moment.
God and everyone else knows we get into fights. It was a daily routine, so the teachers let it roll off their shoulders more than they would normally allow. But they still tried to separate us.
The fight ended with the three of us pausing simultaneously and running as fast as our legs could carry us to the bathrooms, and we ducked into each separate gender-labled bathrooms.
Jalana knew what was going on, but the teachers were all question marks.
No my wings did not come out, and Trinity's foxiness was still dormant. But my eyes were gold, and Trinity's had flared a distinct blue when we were fighting.
After we came out, Jalana drove us back home, and said nothing. But when we got home, she did talk to Ulric. Lecturing him on how to behave. He talked back to her though, and that got him grounded and a time-out, which he was too old for, but he was acting like a two-year-old, so there you go.
Now Ulric is moping around, looking sorry for himself. I feel no sympathy. He got what he deserved, and if I had my way, I would have grounded him for all eternity.

Gotta go. Jalana wants me for something.

-Red