January 2011
Alfie grabbed his backpack and the toast his dad had kept on the table for him. It was almost seven fifteen and he had to walk all the way to school. The one thing he had always loved about BrentField High School was the fact that all students had to wear uniforms. So everyone wore the same white shirt, the same dark blue pants or skirts, the same slim or bow tie and the same blazer. However, the number one thing he loved about the school was the football Captain Crisanto Isko Mendez.
"You're gonna be late, bub."
His dad's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked at his dad, taking in the apron he had on with the logo of the grocery store he works at.
"I'm ready."
"Where's your breakfast?" Daniel asked his son, staring at him through narrowed eyes.
"Here!" Alfie
