Is He Still The Same?

Strolling past the school gates, a massive hover bus descended before Coach Fredrickson, he solemnly stood with folded arms, sharp breeze fluttering the ends of his jacket.

Turning around, surprise held his chubby face. "Thomas Longford. What's got ya coming to my yard?

Mr. Longford took a brief glance at Draven, warning him to stay clear of their conversation.

Mr. Longford crossed the distance between, and shook his hand. "Hello, Freddy. It isn't much I was wondering whether, he" he pointed his finger to Draven.

"Yes? Don't tell me he has gotten himself into more trouble?" Coach Fredrickson, clenched his teeth with a subtle shake of his head.

Coach Fredrickson crumbled a mud-brown bus cap above his balding head. "Kids these days are always up to mischief"

Mr. Longford gave an acute nod, said "Uh, well. I just wanted to check whether he is part of the school team"

Coach Fredrickson exclaimed "Wait, he isn't in trouble?"<

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