She reacted, pushing me back and we fought. Kids, and trays, went flying, but we were totally oblivious, hitting and kicking each other.
Of course, we were only young and it was not difficult to prise us apart.
We were marched directly to the school director’s office and our parents were called and told we were suspended for the afternoon.
My mum came and picked me up and she did not look happy.
I spent the afternoon in my room.
I was torn.
I was partly proud that I had stood up for myself.
I was partly angry with Pilar for winding me up.
And, of course, I was nervous about what my punishment would be.
Felipe had heard of the incident at school, of course, and when he got home he told me he was proud of me.
He also warned me that my punishment was likely to be a thrashing, which I had guessed.