Our hero is Frank,
A ten year old boy.
It's eight o'clock Christmas:
He hasn't a toy.
No presents today
'Cos Frank has been bad.
His mum thinks he's useless
And he's scared off his dad.
.
Frank gulps from the wings
And steps onto the stage.
'No presents for Frank'
Says the very first page.
.
So he slips into bed
And he pulls up the sheets
And he looks through the lights
To the gloom of the seats.
.
Our villain is Frank,
He's fourteen years old.
His habits are rough
And his manner is cold.
It's Christmas again,
And his mother is out.
She's down in the pub
With a boyfriend, no doubt.
He pads to the fridge
And cracks open a beer
To wash all the bitterness
Out of the year.
.
His legs feel like jelly.
His mouth is all dry.
He's grinning and nervous.
He doesn't know why.
.
It's only a prop
In a rubbish old play.
(His first proper present.
His first Christmas day.)
.
He's twenty and hopeless.
A loser in life.
He runs a rough thumb
Gently over a knife
Which he uses to carve out
His name on the wall.
It's Christmas. The day
Is no different at all.
His mother is out
Giving Coco a treat.
It's quiet in the flat
When he sits down to eat.
.
All but two of the cast,
All but one of the lights,
As he stares into Stephen
And slowly recites.
Our hero is Frank,
A ten year old boy.
No presents, no Christmas
And only one toy...
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A/N: Not my usual. A bit soppy and slightly melodramatic. Did you like it? I love how they dealt with this scene in the play, and they show tantalising hints about Frank's background, but nothing concrete. I'm guessing everyone's with me when I say I wish the fandom was bigger, so we could explore everything properly? First time in the Bad Education fandom. Please review!
-A. Nonsense