She had gone from a woman who seemed to have not only no interest in him but also no interest in anything else. Well that wasn’t one hundred percent...true. Every time their daughter Katie would enter their conversation she would always cheer up even if it was only briefly.That’s why he had called their daughter and asked how she would feel about Donna visiting for the weekend. At first he sensed some hesitancy on Katie’s part but then after a moment or two she quickly agreed. It was actually. ”“After what you’ve made me realise about myself you won’t need any pressure John. So tell me about this party.”“Well, the players meet up at the club and have a meeting to make sure that everyone is still around and wants to play in the next season’s games. There will probably, hopefully, be some new guys coming along who would like to join the team. We talk about the team, the fixtures, the training and anything else that needs to be talked about then the bar is opened and the team building. Once in his house i asked "where's your parents ?" he turned and said "second honey moon they left me and seventy pounds for two weeks" he walk down the hall way and pushed a door open and said "the living room's through there make yourself at home i'll get the vodka" he kept'ed walking and took off his hoodie to show his muscular body he ruffled his long dark brown hair i went into th living room and saw a lever sofa and a HD TV on a wooden stand i sat down on the sofa and was comfortable. I still had time. “Okay, one week of high school left, you lot,” I called out to a muted series of cheers. “So, I’m giving you,” pause for effect. “Homework!” Groans and grand ‘why me’ gestures all round. “Wait for it, wait for it!” I quietened them, trying to hide my smile. “And I want it on my desk,” another pause to build up tension, “next Friday morning in class.” Stunned silence all round. Next Friday was the last day of school for the Year 12s; also known as Muck-Up Day. They would party.