scene twenty-four - snow - year eight

“You’d think they’d never seen snow before.”

To an extent, they agreed with his mocking tone, as they watched the excitable Year Sevens play around with snowballs and snow angels and snowmen and the like, all from their position atop a brick wall which joined onto a fence and kept them all safely contained inside the school grounds, on normal days. Not today. Today was a Snow Day, which meant they all turned up at school anyway, realised it was closed and didn’t really know what to do with themselves. Some went straight home, some didn’t turn up because the buses were cancelled, and some stayed to mess around in the dirty brown slush created by the cars of the school run, getting honked at by passing drivers for their idiocy.