At the far end of the road, there was a huge crowd outside my school. And they were shouting and chanting. (...)
‘NO BLANKERS IN OUR SCHOOL. NO BLANKERS IN OUR SCHOOL.’
The slogan was shouted out over and over again. Callum and three other noughts were surrounded by police officers who were trying to push their way through the crowd to get to the school entrance. More police stood in an arm-linked line trying to push the crowd of Crosses back into two orderly groups.
I ran faster, but the closer I got, the less I could see. I pushed and elbowed my way through the crowd.
‘Callum! CALLUM!’
‘NO BLANKERS IN OUR SCHOOL . . .’