Fucking My Teachers Part 1
This was not good. It had barely been four hours into the first school day of the new academic year and I had already got myself involved in a fight. The most pointless fight. The bell for the end of lunch had just gone and we were playing the standard golden goal rule…other year groups were playing on other parts of the field and a kid in the year below walking by had unnecessarily smashed our ball away, guffawing to his mates as he did so. I confronted him and demanded he goes and gets the ball for us. In school uniform we weren’t too different in stature, both pretty tall and not amazingly muscular, but who is when they’re 15…he refused and I pushed him. In retaliation, he lashed out, punching me in the …