Sam smiled to himself as he checked his messages. Alfie had reached out to him, asking to talk to him one on one. The tone of the message was polite, almost pleading, so he figured it couldn't hurt. Alfie didn't seem the type to trick him into an ambush and he had to know that pulling anything fishy would only end badly for him in the long run.
He told his new group of mates that he'd be back soon and slunk off to meet his nemesis in the empty English room where he'd been hiding out.
'You've given away your hiding spot, Alfie,' he thought. 'That was probably a mistake.'
The corridor leading to the English block billowed with a delicate breeze as all the doors and windows were wedged open, but inside the room, the air was stuffy and stale. He adjusted his tie and collar, finding it hard to breathe in the stagnant heatwave, and sat on one of the tables.
"What do you wa
