Week [2] of June Holidays.

Josh's classmates trooped in sweating, red-faced and noisy.

"Hey, Josh, you should have seen me save a goal," shouted Ricky.

"Yeah, but you didn't save my goal as it sailed past you, did you, Ricky?" Pete asked sarcastically.

He suddenly glanced at Josh's term paper and his mouth was agape.

"Oh my, Josh! I don't understand! Who on the face of God's green earth could fail such an easy paper?"Josh exclaimed as he tried to stifle his laughter.

Josh launched himself at Pete and grabbed him by his hair. Pete stumbled and fell flat on his back. His shoulder banged against a chair and both of them fell in a struggling heap. Mr James stood at the entrance of the classroom wide-eyed.

"On your feet, both of you! Atrocity!" he ordered. Pete was holding his hand to his shoulder, groaning in agony.

"You wait, Josh Denver, I'll get back at you." he shouted, as he pushed Josh aside and got on his feet.

Josh, white-faced, stood bewildered. It had happened so fast, it was like a train wreck. Mr James looked at him and shook his head sadly.

"Be in Miss Amy's room straight after lessons." he uttered.