You were in Alfie Wickers' class, and all he could go on about was the football match and the fact he wanted the class to be his team so we could win against his old school. The only person to actually come in and say he wanted to do it, was Frank Grayson. The dickhead of school.

He made it clear that he was only doing it for his own reasons. Everyone else had no choice but to join in, so now you were all having to listen to Mr. Wickers. One thing you also noticed, Grayson kept looking at you.