The Misadventures of a teen-age wizard
“No, I will not calm down! My son is not responsible for this mess and you have no right to suspend him for the actions of that bully.”
I couldn’t help but hear Mom yell, as I was sitting just outside Principal Harkins office on one of those plastic, orange chairs that seem to reproduce in every school I’ve ever been to. I already knew I was being suspended. Principal Harkins had made that pretty clear from the moment I showed up in his office with a bloody nosed Nolan Underwood
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Johansen. I know it’s been a tough year on Jeremy with his father’s disappearance, but I cannot accept this kind of behavior. Just be grateful I’m only suspending them for a week. It could be worse.”
Mom snorted.
I smiled. Nolan was getting suspended too.
It almost made it worth it.
Whether you can continue to pull this off for an entire novel worth is another question.
One comment I will make: "Misadventures of a teen-age wizard" is so totally derivative that I'd need a really good justification for that to be the title. And even then, any sane publisher will insist that you come up with something else.
But that's neither here nor there. I'd be willing to read the first chapter or so of this and see if it continues to work.
In fact, the only thing I feel like I can add to this is asking if you could streamline the sentence about the chairs a little. There are a lot of clauses/modifiers. It gives a really good sense of place, and the idea that he's been to a lot of schools, but I got a little tangled reading it. A very, very little tangled. In fact, probably I'm only mentioning it so I have something to mention.
But, yes, I'm hooked.