Ok so yes. I made the character from Northern Ireland. I just don't there's enough Northern Irish characters on TV, Movies, books
David walked past Mr. Flatley to find a seat. He sat next to a still engulfed Avril. The team looked amongst each other. They wanted to learn more; they didn't think he could be agent rodeo, not by a long shot. As David sat behind Oscar he decided to eavesdrop, see what he could learn. David sat down and set his bag against the table leg. He lent back in his seat, settling himself into the space. He turned and looked at Avril.
Avril was hunched over her sketchpad, drawing away. David lifted himself slightly to see the picture but he couldn't see all of it. He lowered himself back into his chair.
"What you drawing?" He asked politely. Avril snapped out of her artistic hypnosis and looked up at David. Her eyes widened. She thought it looked quite cute. She was in her bubble when he arrived so she had no idea who he was.
"Hmm. Oh this. Its nothing." She said modestly.
"No it isn't. May I see?" she slid the pad over to him nervously, afraid of what he would think of it. He lifted it and looked at it for a moment.
"Canterbury Cathedral" He said smiling
He knew his architecture.
"Oh my God, yes. I was there during the summer." She exclaimed, "So what do you think?"
"Honestly?"
"Yeah." She was getting nervous. He looked at the sketch then looked at her, back to the sketch then finally looked at her, straight into her eyes.
"Beautiful." He said gently. Her eyes lit up, "And the sketch is really great too." He smiled as her cheeks pinked and she turned away.
He was a charmer.
"I'm really I've got a ton of stuff in my bag. Do you mind if I unload them onto the table?" David asked. Avril was blushing too much to speak so she nodded instead. He smiled back as a way of saying thanks you. He opened his bag and started to lift out tons of books, none were actual schoolbooks. Avril couldn't help but look at them. Her eyes widened as she learnt what books he read:
A hardcover copy of the Geneva Convention.
A copy of Al Gore's book "Our Choice."
A book about U.S exploitation of sweatshops.
Her heart started beating faster. David noticed Avril was looking at all the books he owned. He sighed. She looked up at him, an eagerly interested look in her eyes. He looked away.
"Yeah. Laugh it up. I'm the loser with a weird taste of books." He said saddened. Avril's heart broke when she thought he was going to be mocked.
"No. Trust me, I wont. Why do have these books?"
"Oh." He said, surprised he wasn't being mocked. "Well I just, you know. I really care about the planet because well, I do intend on living here. And I feel very strongly about human rights." Avril's heart burst in joy. She looked at his wristbands. They were all for charities. Amnesty International, Oxfam, NSPCA, WWF (He had them all)
He was the Love of Avril's life
She looked at them all, falling for David one wristband at a time. As her eyes moved up his arm he noticed scars across them, she jumped in shock. David quickly tried to hide them. Oscar was starting to get very interested.
"What happened?" a huge level of panic and worry was in her voice. It showed in her eyes also.
"Its Nothing. I don't really wanna talk about it." He quickly said, trying to reassure her with his eyes. Avril really wasn't convinced but she didn't want to push him in case it made him dislike her, and she didn't want that.
He had something to hide
Mrs. King, who had been going through papers, flicked her head up to the clock. She saw the time, picked up a pile of files and stood up.
"Now students. I have to leave for a few minutes. If I even any of trouble there will be hell to pay." She said boldly. She left the room and headed down the hall. As the clicks from her heels on the floor became quieter the gang got up and headed towards Avril, and David.
The approach was lead by Aaron, their apparent leader. She reached them and began to taunt Avril. Blane started to get up but was stopped by Daisy who urged him not to do anything as it could compromise his cover. Instead Blane was forced to seat frustrated and watch them pick on Avril. Something the others had to do too. They all hated it but they knew they couldn't attract attention to themselves. The gang stood in their dirty and dull (and presumably stolen) tracksuits and called Avril names.
"Loser!"
"Emo dumbass!"
"What, are you going to use black magic on me?"
"Little Emo Slut!"
They had instantly crossed over the line in David's mind with the last comment. He stood up and faced Aaron. A dark atmosphere built in the room as everyone stopped and focused on Aaron and David, the team now wondered if they would see this great spy they have heard about. Aaron displayed a cocky smirk while David remained completely calm and totally blank.
"I want you to desist and sit back down in your seats." Said David, remaining calm. The thugs chuckled a sort of chav chuckle.
"What are you going to do? Hit me with your pot of gold you little Irish prick." Replied Aaron. Without a chance to respond Aaron and his gang were already trying to mocking the fact he was 'Irish' by putting on terrible Irish accents are started dancing. Aaron hunched himself to appear smaller and began to say repeatedly, 'I'm a little leprechaun.' David kept his composer. The spies were starting to get concerned.
"I'm not Irish, I'm Northern Irish. And I want you to take your comments about Avril back."
This prompted the thugs to stop their mocking and to turn their attention back to David. Aaron stood up close to David to intimidate him.
"No. And so what. What can a Northern Irish prick do?" Threatened Aaron. David took a deep inhale.
"This." Retorted David.
In a flash David swept his leg across and knocked Aaron's leg off the ground. In sync with this David placed his left hand on Aaron's head. As Aaron's leg went into the air he pushed Aarons head down. David thrust Aaron's head down and slammed it on the corner of the table; Aaron instantly went limp and hit the ground. As Aaron's body fell, Ben (Aaron's second-in-command) moved quickly forward towards David but David was quicker. As Ben pounced David turned and grabbed Ben by the top, wrapped his fist around it and pulled Ben forward. As he pulled Ben forward David released a furious headbutt. David's forehead struck Ben's nose and it soon began gushing with blood. Ben then fell to the ground, clutching his nose. He turned to the others, who stood still in shock. David moved it body slightly and they ran out of the room. Out of the school. David lightly laughed to himself.
He was aggressive, violent. But yet gentlemanly as he was defending Avril's honour.
The room was silent; everyone was in total awe, even the spies. David simply flicked his fringe out of his eyes. David turned back to Avril to see if she was ok. Her facial expression was the same as everyone else but inside she thought, 'Who is he. He just beat up a couple of chavs for a girl he just met.'
A few moments later Mrs. King arrived back, only to be met by an unconscious Aaron and Ben who's hands and face were covered in blood. She screamed in reaction to this. She demanded to know who injured Ben and Aaron. David put his hand up as if he was egger to answer a question. He grinned at Mrs and proudly said he did it. Mrs didn't say anything, her face scrunched up in total rage.
"I'm going to phone your parents now!" Mrs. King yelled across the room at David. It was so loud students in other classrooms became alarmed.
"I wouldn't bother." David answered back. Everyone else in the room raised their eyebrows at David's statement. "You can't get much reception when there's 6ft of dirt in the way." Another dark joke from David. There was total silence.
Ring. Ring. Ring
It was time for first period. The rest of he spies worried greatly because it was just the start of the day. God knows what was going to happen.
