"Ouch! That looks painful," Daniel said as he examined the red hand print on Petes face. He couldn't believe it when he'd heard what happened.

"Yeah, it hurt alright."

"So what's happening with Mr Banks?"

They were stood outside in the grounds of the school. Pete nodded his head towards the Head Masters office. "He's in there. I reckon he's for the chop." He pointed to a police car parked nearby. "He's in serious trouble!"

"Without doubt. He's definitely going to get fired for that," Daniel said.

It was the end of the school day and they were waiting for Jack to join them before they walked on their way to their homes together.

It wasn't long before they saw Jack heading their way. He was running over to them in a hurry. "I heard what happened. Are you ok, Pete?"

"I'm ok."

Jack saw the mark on Pete's face and cringed. "Bloody Hell that looks bad!"

"It's fine."

Just then the Head Masters office door banged open and Mr Banks stormed out. He saw them all standing there and glared at them. The look on his face was one of pure hate and it terrified them. Mr Banks then headed to his car, ripped the door open, jumped in and slammed it shut after him. In his haste it took a few attempts to get his car started. They all watched as he got more and more frustrated. Daniel couldn't lip read but he was certain Mr Banks was shouting obscenities while he wrestled with the keys in the ignition. Finally the enigine burst into life. Mr Banks reversed out of the parking space, sped around a turning towards the school exit, the tires screeching, then the car hurtled out the school gates at a dangerous speed.

"I don't think he was happy," said Pete.

"You deserve an A plus for that brilliant observation!"

"Ha ha. Let's go home."

"Good idea," said Daniel. It had been a hell of a day.

Thirty minutes later they arrived outside Daniel's house and stopped dead.

"Isn't that Mr Banks car in your driveway?" Jack asked.

"Yes it is,"...