Sam
Brixton Campus was a lot bigger than Claremont High School, and the faculty must have been double, given the number of teachers in the staff quarters. I'd been given a tour of the school by the principal at the end of last term and met some of the staff, but still felt like I needed the map that they give new students to show me where I was going.
I was given a shared office space with the coach of the basketball team and spent a good portion of my morning cleaning up the mess that was left behind by the pig that inhabited the area before me. I was beginning to understand that organisation was not highly regarded by coach Zelton, the man had playbooks, from previous years, spread out among chocolate wrappers and mouldy food that I suspect was older than my children. Veronica would h
