Chapter 11
Chapter 11 Before any major rugby event my schools praised the rugby team like we were kings or some s**t. It was fun… I guess. See, we had a match later this week and during assembly seemed to be the only time for the school to give half of the team an even bigger head than they already had. Usually I wouldn’t give f**k, half the time I’d bunk assembly anyway but Coach Reiner and Mrs Schoon suggested I’d go. And who the hell was I to say no? The weird thing about this assembly was, it was also a memorial service for Blu, which pissed me well off. She wasn’t dead. I knew that because she slept in my bed every night for the past few days. But Zandi made a sappy speech and cried for her friend. The choir even managed to rally together and give a performance, which was s**t anyway. It was
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