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Chapter 4: School And Beers

I was the year 5s English, and I was just about to finish, there was five minutes left. I heard a knock on the door and walked over opening it. Pete stood there Matt just behind him.

"Ello love, thought I'd let you get changed early and we'll get these little buggers onto the field for ya, yer?" Pete said motioning to my clothes that where definitely not P.E. Clothes.

"Yer, aw'right, I can let you do that," I looked at Matt, "Make sure 'e don' get into no trouble, aw'right?" I smiled as I walked back into the class. "Righ', you little shits, Mr. Dunham is gunna take you all to get changed and to get onto the field, I'll be down in about five minutes, and Johnny, I don' want none of this, 'girls don' play football' stuff again, aw'right, or I'll just 'ave to beat you lot again." I said with a cheeky smile. I turned to look at Matt and Pete.

"Did you really just call them little shits?" Matt asked surprised.

"Yer. Well they are little lads, an they need to be put in place, plus, I've 'eard worse come out of Dunham's mouth to them before." I winked at Pete. "Right, I'll see you lot in a bit." I said as I walked out of the class room and heard Pete telling them to go and get their kits.

I walked onto the field after getting ready to see all of the boys having a run around before we got started. I waked over to Pete and stood on the side opposite to Matt.

"Right lads, come and sit your arses on the floor!" I shouted as I stopped walking. They all ran over to us and sat down.

"Class, today we 'ave an extraordinarily distinguished guest. Mr Buckner is an American, who went to the finest university in the United States, Harvard. But despite his prestigious education, Mr Buckner still thinks, that baseball, is better than football." the boys started to shout out their dislike to what Pete told them, "I know boys, but it is our job to save this heathen from his evil ways, and teach him what really matters in life, an tha' is?" Pete asked the kids leaning forward, I couldn't help but laugh at the whole thing.

"FOOTBALL!" the boys shouted in union.

"Exactly," I said, "Now we're gunna do five a side, Mr Buckner will be the goalie for the away colours. But remember, go easy on him boys, you know how these Americans bruise." I laughed as they all jumped up to grab their shirts off Pete, who was going to be ref for this week, I was just going to count up the scores on the board, as I was ref last week.

"So, how does this work? I just let every one through or something?" Matt asked.

"I wouldn't worry bout that mate." Pete said while Matt walked to the goal. "You ready?"

the game went on for a while. The kids doing great, Matt, not so much, I had a laugh standing on the side of the pitch. "Aw'right kids." I shouted and blew the whistle. "Come on." I walked onto the pitch next to Pete, the kids gathered round as Matt lay on the floor. "Home team 10, away team 3, thanks to some pathetic goal keeping by the away keeper." I said with a laugh. "Right, go get changed you little sods."

"Now that's what I call a real ass whippin'" Pete said with his false American accent.

"No, you set me up." Matt argued as Pete pulled him off the floor. "That was like the junior Olympic football team right?"

"Nah mate, just some regular English school boys." I said.

"Tell you what mate, I've got history next, why don' you come say a few words about he American war of independence or something?, they'd get a real kick out of hearin' it from a real life colonial." Pete asked Matt.

"American history isn't really my speciality." Matt said, I noticed he looked a little nervous.

"There ten mate, you can say anythin' to 'em. They don't care." I said with a laugh, I seemed to be happy today, I mused to myself.

"I kinda' have to go see Shannon, so.." Matt trailed off.

"Aw'right fuck ya then, we'll 'ave a beer later then yer?" Pete said as we began to part ways with Matt.

"Yer, yer, I'll see you at the pub." and he walked away.

We ran after the boys. "So, am I going back to yours after school, or are you gunna drop me at home?" I asked Pete.

"I might make you walk home." He smirked, I punched him in the shoulder. "Well, if you wanna get changed before goin' to the pub, I'll drop you at home."

"Nice one Pete, righ' well, I'll be off to get changed then, an seein' as I don' 'ave a class next I'll be in the staff room at he end of the day yer?" and with a quick hug I walked off.

Later that night Pete had dropped me off at my flat and I had gotten in the shower and was now trying to get ready fast as Pete was coming in a taxi to get me and go to the pub. I was picking out my clothes when my phone rang. "Hello." I answered it.

"You ready yet, the taxi's on its way love." Pete's demanding voice echoed through the phone.

"Yer, just finding some clothes. Seems I should have gone to yours, all of my nice stuff's there." I sighed.

"Well, you look nice in anythin' just fuckin' choose somethin'." he said, "Fuckin' women."he muttered, obviously ot caring if I heard or not.

"Shut up Dunham, I'll be ready in like five minutes, that alw'right with you?" I asked, not really caring for the reply, "Good, see you in a bit then, yer?" ihung up the phone and looked at my wardrobe. I picked out a black pencil skirt, tan tights, a nice light blue silk-ish top, and a pair of ballet flats. By the time I was changed a car horn went off outside. I grabbed my phone, my keys and my jacket and headed off to get in the cab with Pete.

In less than two minutes we where at The Abby, Pete paid the driver and we jumped out walking in side. I pushed Pete towards the table and went to the bar, purely because I love having conversations with Terry while I get drinks.

"Alright love?" Terry asked as he already started to pour our drinks.

"Yer Terry, 'ower you?" I said back sitting on a bar stool in front of him and leaning my crossed arms on the bar.

"I'm fine love, not that busy today, were the kids good today?" he asked, he found it funny that me and Pete worked with kids while doing what we do, especially since we go in covered in bruises. My make up seems to work a charm for me though, as tonight, I look like I just have some darker patches of skin.

"Yer, they were aw'right, kepp askin' me stupid questions though." I said with a sigh.

"Like what love?" he had now finished with our drinks but was obviously curious.

"Like, askin' if me an Pete are together, fuckin kids I swear to god." We laughed, I saw something different in Terry's eyes, but didn't question it. I picked up the tray of drinks, "Right, thanks, I'll see you later Terry." I smiled as I walked away to our table.

"I was there thinkin' yer this is just a class of kids..." Mat spoke as I walked over.

"Oh shut up!" me and Pete said with smiles. "We told ya." I said as I squeezed my way in next to Pete and Swill.

Pete stood up, "They was kickin them in everywhere, and he was jut fuckin' terrible." he did an impression of Matt as I took a swig of beer and nearly spat it all over Swill.

"Fuckin' 'ell love, don' choke on it." Swill said slapping my back, "Don' want to get your nice clothes covered in beer do ya." I laughed at him.

I looked up to join in the conversation, but was instead mete with the icy blue eyes of Pete. "Earth to Pete." said and waved my hand in his face, it seemed to bring him back.

"Cheers for the beer love, I was runnin' dangerously low." he said as he held up his nearly empty pint glass.

"'S'all, right Pete." we smiled at each other. Fuck me he is gorgeous, not like I've never thought he was good lookin', everyone knows Pete's good lookin' but fuckin' hell...wait, what the fuck was that.

Pete's POV

my god she looks good tonight, I thought while looking at her, and she said she had no nice clothes at her flat. Her hair was natural, a little wavy and messy, but really nice, and the top she wore, was around the same colour as her eyes, and the skirt, well, that just looked good shut the fuck up, your talkin' about your best mate, Bov's little sister.

It was then I noticed the whole gang of lads had gone silent, and I looked around, everyone was staring at us. "What?" I said, Sam, seemed to snap back to reality at this.

"What's goin' on 'ere then, you two lookin' at each other like you found the one ring." Dave said with a laugh as everyone else joined in.

"Was that also aimed it me, 'cause Swill keeps saying I look like Frodo, not that I don't get that a lot, but still." Matt said, trying to take the awkward atmosphere away from the two In the corner.

At this Ned nearly choked on a bit of beer he was drinking and everyone laughed. "I was tryin' to think of who you looked like for ages." he said as he cleared his throat.

Sam's POV

After about tree hours I decided I needed to head home, as I was tipsy but also had work in the morning. "Right, guys, I'm goin' 'ome, I've had more than my fair share of drinks and I need to teach kids tomorrow, so I'll see you all later yer." I gave everyone a hug and a kiss on the cheek and made my way to the doors calling a cab on my way. I got out side and sat on one of the benches, shivering a little, it had gotten much colder out side, compared to when we got here.

I felt something warm hit my shoulders and the smell of sweet, yet slightly strong aftershave hit my nose. Pete. I looked up from where I sat, Pete stood there rubbing his hands together, presumably trying to keep warm after giving me his jacket, in a long sleeved t-shirt. "What are you doing out 'ere Pete, you can go back in, I'm fine gettin' home on my own." I smiled at him, always protective.

"I know, just don't like seein' ya go home on your own. You are a lady after all." he said and looked down at me from looking out for the taxi with his cheeky grin on his face.

"Well, nice one Pete, you're the best." I said. I hope you know I mean it.