After that first five-a-side football practice, everything suddenly got very complicated. You see, I was suddenly in demand! You could have knocked me down with a feather when as soon as I got into the playground on Thursday morning, Danny McCloud shouted out: “Oi, McKenzie! Fancy a game?” He was holding up a football and was with a couple of the other guys in our class. Now, that kind of thing doesn’t happen every day. I know that boys would never say it straight out, but this was like them admitting that they thought I was good at football. I did look round to see if Frankie or the others were there before I joined in, I really did. But they weren’t. So of course I went over to play footie. Bad move! The others went ballistic with me when I finally caught up with them in the classroom. “We always meet up before the start of school,” Fliss kept whingeing, like I’d just poisoned her goldfish or something. “I expect you’ll be dropping us at break times now as well!” sniffed Frankie as soon as I’d sat down.
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