It was mine and Franks 2 year anniversary. I got him an alcohol flask with the unlucky tattoo engraved on it. That evening we planned to get the tattoos done. We didn't spend last night together because we wanted to make sure that both of our presents were ready for today. I went into my form room and texted Frank to meet me by the benches under the stairs in 10 minutes. I ran into my form room.

'Why're you so happy?' Alfie asked

'2 year anniversary' I said, dropping my bag and taking Franks present and my phone.

I left to go and meet him. When I got there I saw that he was early. I ran up to him.

'Grayson!' I screamed, happily. He looked up and realised that I was running towards towards him. He got up and hugged me.

'Happy anniversary, my love' he said, kissing my face all over

'Happy anniversary, my world' I said back, giggling at the kisses.

'Well I got you something' He said

'I got you something too' I said. I was like an excited puppy, 'I'll go first' I said, handing him the box. He took out the flask with a smile.

'it's so nice! You knew I lost the other one and this one has my unlucky tattoo on it. I love it, thank you so much' He said, kissing me. I laughed.

'Ok my turn' he said, giving me a small box. I opened it and it was a ring. My jaw dropped in wonder. It was a silver ring with a red heart in it. It was so cute.

'omg, I love it' I said, hugging him.

'it's a promise ring, it's meant to remind you that I'm always here for you no mater what' he said, slipping it onto my finger. We hugged again and kissed.

Then Miss Pickwell then walked past us saying 'Grayson, hurry up. Wickers get to class' We rolled our eyes. Then turned back to each other. He kissed my hand and said 'until later, my beautiful girlfriend

'until later, my amazing boyfriend' I said, giggling. We went in opposite different directions but we still kept looking back and catching each others eyes as we walked away. He walked around the corner and I went into my class with an even bigger smile.

'ooh someone looks happy' said Chantelle. I blushed.

'well show us what he got you, babes' said Stephen. I held my hand up to show the ring and everyones jaws dropped.

'did Grayson propose?' said Alfie.

'no you dipshit. it's a promise ring' I said.

'that is so cute' said Stephen and Chantelle.

'Nah, thats cringe' said Mitchell.

'Lets move on from my sisters love life' said Alfie.

We decided to make a ouija board with our hands and paper. Alfie said we could contact hitler. Alfie was starting the ritual up when Fraser came in saying 'Yo, what's going down, my N-word'

'shh Fraser, you've ruined it' said Alfie. Everyone said 'ugh'

'What the Harry Hilt-, are you-?' Said Fraser

'conducting a seance, yes' I said, annoyed

'its called interactive learning' said Alfie

'Well hold your ouija boards because today is the biggest day in the schools sporting calander. It's the big footie match against Middleton house' said Fraser, enthusiastically

'really, here?' Said Chantelle, pulling her shirt down so you could see her cleavage.

'Yes but you can understand that they're a little sensitive after last year. 16 of their state of the art MacBook Pros went missing.

Then I heard a '17, actually' from Mitchell, really quietly but I still heard it.

'now, I've just heard that the PE teacher's going to be unavailable for the game. Slightly garbled message from him saying that he'll either be back by 2 or in two to five years, something to do with DNA evidence' explained Fraser

'And I fit into this how?' Said Alfie

'I need someone to manage the team. Stand up to those posh bullies. Tell them you aint gonna be a eating that biscuit anymore' said Fraser, supportingly.

'not this again. Why does everyone think I was bullied at Middleton house?'

'because you were' I said

'your girl run' said Mitchell

'the way you throw' said Stephen

'your facebook wall' said Joe

'I wasn't bullied, all right' Alf said

'you were' I said

'was not' he said

'was too' I said. Everyone laughed.

'come on Alf, it's in the bag. We're unbeatable this season. We're like the invincible arse gunners' said Fraser

'you know nothing about football do you?' I said

'no' said Fraser. I rolled my eyes.

The bell sounded and Alfie got up and started to walk out with Fraser. 'but you said we could contact hitler' said Mitchell.

'well he's not going anywhere' said Alfie.

We all left to go to break. I was walking with Chantelle and Stephen when I felt an arm around my shoulder. It was Frank.

'Hey Grayson' said Chantelle

'Hi' said Stephen

'Hi, mind if I borrow Beccs?' Said Frank

'sure' they said and walked on without me.

We went to the storage cupboard to makeout. We kissed for 10 minutes and then I started unzipping his jeans.

'babe, we can't have sex, we're in school' he said

'Since when did you care about being in school and we're not gonna have sex. I'll just suck you off' I said, seductively

'ok then' he said, with a massive smile.

Aaaaand... I sucked him off (obviously)

The bell went as we were leaving.

I headed back to class. I was sitting at my desk but facing Stephen and Chantelle and talking to them. We were talking about outfits and shit when Alfie walked in.

'Yo, sup team' said Alf, 'this sesh is all about you getting to know your new gaffa. The Bossman. The special one'

'what are you on about Alf' I asked

'Yeah, and why are you calling us team?' asked Joe

'Cause you're my guys, alright. And I thought this match, a perfect opportunity for you to get involved in the big game.

'Hang on, what happened by the actual football team?' I asked. Alfie told us what happened.

'I can't believe you were ostracised by the entire first team' said Joe, stunned.

'Ostracised. 'ooh, my names Joe and I use long words' said Alfie, mocking him.

'Hang about, aint there a second team?' asked Mitchell

'yeah...' said Alife. Then he told us what happened with them. Everyone rolled their eyes and groaned.

'Look, sometimes, it's good to have a little re-jig of the team' said Alfie, trying to make it better. 'I mean look at... The Sugarbabes' said Alfie.

'You know jack shit about football' said Mitchell, lowkey pissed off.

'Well, Mitchell, if you came to my bedroom there's a certain Goonersaurus duvet that wood beg to differ' said Alf.

'Did you just invite me to your bedroom?' said Mitchell, disgusted. Everyone laughed.

Then Chantelle said she would play. Jing said she wouldn't.

'come on one of you must want to play' said Alfie

'I'm pretty good at football' said Stephen.

'Yeah he is' said Chantelle and I.

'that's very sweet but don't be silly' said Alfie. Stephen death-stared him.

Then Alfie went on to how he wasn't bullied at Middleton house, even though he did. I got fed up with his voice so I focused on the book I was reading.

'Oy, dickwad' I heard a deep voice. I looked up to see Frank. I smiled.

'Hello, Grayson' said Alfie, nervously.

'Whats my position?' asked Frank

'You... you wanna play?' asked Alf.

'Look, I'll play for this team, alright, Downton. But only because I want to hospitalise some toffs' he said. 'That doesn't mean your mates and I still think you're a piece'.

'Great, but I thought you weren't allowed to play.' said Alfie

'Yeah, well I'm back now, innit' growled Frank, 'I finished serving my ban.'

'Why were you banned?' asked Alfie

'Off the ball incident' explained Frank

'What was it? Two footed tackle?' asked Alfie, jokingly

'Arson' said me and Frank together. Alfies eyes grew and he stared at me like I was mental.

'All right, good' said Alfie, 'See, that is exactly the kind of passion that I'm looking for. I think I've found myself a skipper. So who else wants to join the revolution with me and my buddy, Frank?' asked Alfie

'call me that again and I'll fire bomb your shed' said Frank. I gave Frank a look because he knows that whatever is Alfie's is mine too. Alfie took his hand from around franks shoulder.

'Me and my college here, Mr Grayson' said Alfie, gulping.

'I'll join' I said.

'we're gonna get dicked on' said Rem Dogg. Frank and I both gave him a look.

'what have I got to do to make you play?' asked Alfie, desperately.

Then everyone made Alfie change his voicemail to something hilarious.

'all right then, deal' said Mitchell.

'right, it's time to hit the pitch' said Alfie.

Frank and I walked to the changing rooms, holding hands. We were talking and laughing. Then we split off into the girls and boys changing room. We got changed into our kit and then Alfie gathered all of us into the boys changing room because there were more boys than girls. Chantelle and I went to the boys changing room to meet the others. I sat on Franks lap sideways and leant my head on his shoulder. Alfie was reading a book with a smile on his face and then he muttered something under his breath. Then he stood up and said 'look guys, It doesn't matter who they are or how much better they are than you. When you get out there its 10 against 10 and anything can happen'

'you mean 11' said Frank

'yeah, 11' said Alfie. Then he realised something. 'it's 11'

Everyone took their places on the pitch and me and Stephen were subs on the side line. Alfie was in goal.

Stephen and I watched as Middleton house scored goal after goal. Then the whistle went for half time. The score was 6-0 to them and Stephen and I had not stepped onto the pitch at all. We all went in. Everyone immediately started arguing. Alfie scratched his fingers down the blackboard that was in the changing room. Everyone stopped talking to put their hands on their ears. The noise was horrible.

When he stopped, I said through gritted teeth 'Alf, you know I hate that sound'

'shut up, Becca' said Alfie. There was a pause. 'What?' he said

'what?' said Mitchell

'I don't know' said Alfie

'It's just that it looked like you were going to say something' said Joe 'I don't know, something deep? To get us motivated for the second half'

'there's a second half?' said Alfie, surprised

'you're useless' said Frank

He went out with Rosie to talked to her about something. 5 minutes later and he came back in.

'Okay people' he said, motivationally 'Do you want to know what Middleton house is saying about us right now?

Then a man called Humpage came up to the window and shouted 'Assholes!'

'There also saying that we're just going to bend over and take it' said Alfie

'so they got my group text?' said Chantelle

'you know I heard some of them say about one in particular, who will remain nameless, was so ugly, pathetic and physically deformed that they should get a Pride of Britain award for not killing themselves' He said. We all gasped in shock.

'If that was about Beccs then I'm going to beat their arses' said Frank. I made an 'aww' face at him and kissed him on the cheek.

'now are we going to take that? Or are we, for Joe's sake, gonna say no' Everyone looked at Joe and Frank started laughing.

'Lets show them, quitting is out of the question. When with gets tough, we gotta fight some more. We've got to fight! Fight! fight for this love!' said Alfie

'Yes!' everyone said, eagerly

'Ready your breakfasts and eat hearty' said Alfie. 'For tonight we will dine in hell. Now lets get out there'

'THIS... IS... SPARTA...!!' shouted Alfie

Everyone clapped and cheered along with my brother. Then everyone went out. Stephen and I went up to Alfie and said 'Rem-Dogg and Andre are injured'

'Ok fine, you guys can go in' he said. We both got really excited and went to take our places on the pitch. When we got out there, Alfie insisted that he explained what football was to us.

'This is the ball, ok?' said Alfie, to the both of us. I rolled my eyes. 'Stephen, you kick the ball to Becca and Becca you kick the ball to Grayson, ok'

The whistle went and Stephen kicked the ball. Instead of kicking it to Frank, I dribble the ball up the pitch myself. I kicked it to Stephen and he kicked it into the goal. It went into the net. Everyone's faces had a look of unbelief on it. Me and Stephen got really excited and high fives each other. I ran and jumped into Franks arms. We heard Fraser celebrate on the sideline. Stephen and I scored goal after goal. At the 6th goal, Stephen and I celebrated with a few flips down the pitch and a backflip at the end. Everyone cheered.

We all reset and then the coach for Middleton house decided to play. The whistle went and Humpage got the ball and pushed everyone out of his way. Chantelle kind of squealed and ran away. He ran with the ball towards Alfie and Alfie looked terrible. Just as he was going to score, the man collapsed on the floor. A

Pickwell called an ambulance. The ambulance came and put Humpage on a stretcher.

'If you have harmed a hair on his beautiful body' said Pickwell at Alfie. Then Humpage started to speak.

'Wickers, I know I've been harsh on you, Boy. But I only wanted the best for you' he said

'Well, you got what you deserved, you pig' said miss Gulliver, disgusted

'steady on' said Alfie.

'after everything you put him through, you should be ashamed of yourself' said Rosie

'what I put him through? It was his fault' said Humpage

'how dare you say that' said Rosie,'Of course its not his fault, he's the victim'

'why do you keep calling me the victim?' said Alfie

'because you are Alfie, dont you see' said Rosie, 'enough is enough, you've got to accept it. you are the victim of a rapist' Everyone laughed.

'What?' said Humpage, confused

'yes, that's right, you heard me' said Rosie, 'You are a rapist, you raped poor Alfie'

'no I didn't, what are you talking about' said Humpage

Alfie turned to Rosie. 'umm, Mr Humpage definitely didn't rape me' said Alfie

'Alfie, you said something went on in the second year' said Miss Gulliver

'Yeah, I quit his sports team' said Alfie

'wait didn't you do-' I started to say

'shhhh Becca' said Alfie.

They carried on talking. Frank turned to me and asked what sport he did.

'Irish Dancing' I whispered in his ear.

He kissed my cheek. 'thanks, babe'

'wait, what sport are we talking about here?' asked Joe

'weightlifting' said Alfie, quickly

'Irish Dancing' said Frank and I together.

Everyone laughed. It all ended with Alfie showing us an Irish dance movement and the match was a draw.

Frank and I made our way to Nandos for a date. Then we went to the tattooist to get each others initials tattooed onto our pinkies. It was such a fun night.

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