Can The Day End, Already?

To Hera's displeasure, the matron's disapproving tone from before suddenly turned into a sweet, compassionate one as she spoke to Hunter. It shouldn't be a surprise, though. How could Hera forget he's everybody's favourite at school? 

"Ace honey, how did you let this mess happen in your presence? And I can see that you're a mess too. Would you like me to call your Principal and let her know about the incident?" Roseline asked, concern lacing her tone. 

Hunter shot his signature smile at her that could charm the devil himself. "Oh, no, Mrs Rogers. Please don't trouble yourself. I'll take care of it just fine. It was just a boys' thing about a soccer match, and nothing serious that I can't handle. You know, it's soccer, and we're boys, do the math, Mrs Rogers," he said with a playful wink.