The Boy in the Dress Page #4

Sorry, son, it's been and gone.

Right, come on.

Put your hands in the middle.

Now lift them up.

Whoosh.

That's supposed to help.

I've got no idea how.

Come on, then.

Whoo! Come on, football! Oh! Oh! Oh!

It's tails. Yes! Won the toss.

Once again, the captain leads

from the front.

Gareth, we were all talking

about penalties...

I'm the captain, I'm taking them.

Change ends!

Dennis.

To me.

Good luck.

Come on, Gareth!

Bad luck!

Strike it!

Yes!

What's happened?

We won.

Really? Yes.

Pretty good.

You should stick to quidditch.

Dad! We won!

That's great. Well done.

So you didn't get a chance

to put up the tree?

Oh. Sorry, son.

We're not doing Christmas this year.

I just can't face it.

Dad, sometimes I think you

choose to be miserable.

Dennis! He does!

It's like you made a rule -

you can never forget about Mum.

Well, it's not that easy.

You have to break the rules

sometimes. You can talk!

What? He's got a picture

of Mum under his mattress.

Bring it here now.

I thought I said no reminders

of your mum in this house.

But, Dad... This is going in

the bin where it belongs.

It's my only one.

I don't care.

I'm going out!

Dennis?

Are you OK? I want to wear

the dress again.

What? Go back to Raj's?

No. I want to do something

much bigger. Something crazy.

How crazy?

Really crazy.

Who's this?

My French exchange student.

Bonjour.

Je m'appelle

Denise.

She's from Paris.

I thought all the exchanges

were from Marseille.

She's from Rue de Paris in Marseille.

Even if she is, nobody enters this

school, of which I am the secretary,

without written permission.

Oh, I cleared it with the Head.

Then let's go to the office

and check.

Now.

Sure. No problem.

I mean, it will look like

you're questioning his authority,

but you know best.

Lisa James, you can talk to me

until you're blue in the face,

but none of that is going

to change the fact that I've

just decided it's all fine.

Off to your lessons.

How long are you staying?

Cool bangle. Is it from France?

Is it hard having to speak

French all day?

Non.

Sit down, shut up.

You're new.

She's from France.

Oh, bonjour.

No, that's all I've got.

I'm Mr Norris.

I teach PE,

but they also make me take history.

You know much history?

No.

Good. Then you'll fit right in.

Start of the First World War. 1914.

The Prime Minister

was Winston Churchill.

Gareth. Gareth Small.

Captain of the football team.

Bonjour, Gareth.

Je too enjoy le football.

So, do you score all the goals?

I can't lie, babes. Yes, I do.

Yeah, he does. What of it?

Because I heard it is a boy

called...

...Dennis.

Don't know who told you that.

Yeah, who told you that?

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