Towards the middle of the afternoon, a girl in my class, named Heather, suggested to me that we should bunk off, and I agreed.

We left the university fields but had to go back to school to pick up our coats.

Unfortunately for us, a teacher was patrolling the school grounds to prevent any such early departures.

She was a fairly new teacher, young and quite attractive, and she stopped Heather and me and asked us, “Are you two trying to leave early?”

I was about to say that we were simply going to collect something when Heather blurted out, “Yes, Miss.”

The teacher, Miss T, said, “Come with me,” and led us to the staff room.

I wasn’t too worried, as kids who tried to leave early were generally just told off.