Friday 18 December
~*Nat’s POV*~
“I can’t believe you did that during Capture the Flag this morning!”
I raised an eyebrow at Bells in question. “Why? Surely someone has done it before. I mean, it was kind of obvious.”
“Well, yeah. But it’s been a very long time since anyone’s decided to take the risk. And then to follow it up by splitting our defence like you did?” Bells sat on the edge of his seat, replaying the match on the table between us at The Gap, using the salt and pepper shakers as miniature players. “It was ingenious!”
I shrugged, but grinned. I didn’t quite see the big deal about it, but if he wanted to go on about it, I wouldn’t stop him. Watching him move the ‘players’ around the table, I frowned when I saw how many gaps we had left in our offense. The matc
