Maria sat on the ground, stunned and furious, jabbing a finger at me as she screamed.
"You trashy little bitch! You dare kick me?!"
The pack of sycophant parents finally saw their chance to perform. They rushed me and grabbed me by the hair.
"You've got some nerve! You think you can put your hands on Mrs. Perez?!"
"A homewrecker, and she has the gall to hit the real wife? Your daughter deserved everything she got. That's what happens when your mother is trash like you."
Even Teacher Lane came over and spat in my face.
"You don't know your place. Today everyone's going to teach you some manners."
Carly saw them swarming me and threw herself forward, crying, trying to pull me free. Owen came running out of nowhere, grabbed her by the braid, and yanked her to the ground.
Even then, she struggled to get back up, trying to shield me.
Ursula Lane watched the whole thing. She took Owen's hand, her voice dripping with flattery.
"Owen, sweetheart, just stand to the side. This sort of thing isn't for a child to handle. But you were very brave. A real little hero."
Owen puffed up at the praise, lifting his chin with a smug grin.