It was home time at the school and the place had cleared of children with a speed akin to Cockroaches running from a sudden burst of light. I finished my few simple tasks and made a B-line for my car. This meant walking through a wide, darkened corridor. It becomes dark so early at this time of year that a dismally wet day drags the sun to bed before it's even fully risen. Some distance away I could see a large amalgam of Hoodies loitering at a bend in the passageway, the sort of youngsters that would unnerve Daily Mail readers. I don't read the Daily Mail, or any other newspaper come to that, so I walked on, casually, but fast. When I reached them, they didn't want to budge, preferring to focus on each other and mingle. I ploughed my way through them. As they reluctantly parted I grunted, in perfect teenager stylee, Fanx.
A taller than plausible lad lifted the top of his hood away from his eyes, looked down on me and said, Mi-iss, you in detention tonight?
Not tonight, J_____, I've been really good today, so I get to go home on time.
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As ever there was a pause. The entire group stopped mumbling and bumbling, becoming totally still and silent. As one, they turned and looked at me.
INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS CAME TO MIND.
Uh-Oh : (
Oh, got it, Said J____, as he began to clap his hands in a surprisingly warm and mild, applause, That's quite funny.
The gathering agreed and wished me a pleasant evening.
See, not all Hoodies are dangerous, some of them are lovely, even these ones who are about to embark on an hours overtime,
UNPAID!
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