Matty’s POV
“It’s only for a week, Matty,” Goldie says, handing me a leaflet that had been placed on all the tables in the dining room. I took it from her to read it for myself.
‘An opportunity has arisen for students to earn extra points. Additional border patrol places are available for the upcoming week. Speak to Mrs. Woodhouse to sign up.’
After we finished our meal, we headed towards Mrs. Woodhouse’s desk. If we don’t know where anything else is in this school, we know where Mrs. Woodhouse’s desk is. Right outside of Principal Andrews office.
“These are the time slots available. Make sure you don’t miss any classes, though.” She says, handing me the board.
We stand at Mrs. Woodhouse’s desk, checking out the slots that are up for grabs. There aren’t many left, as others
