'I know.' He looked around and saw a drinks stand and started to move.
'Whoa, where are you going?'
'To get a drink.'
‘Alright then.'
'Would you like one?'
'Um, I'll have a tea if it's possible.' She dug around in her pocket.
'Oh no, I'll get these.'
'No you won't! Here, that's for mine and I insist!' She smiled as she watched him go.
The football match soon came to an end (3-0) and they all started to head back.
When they reached the school, Mrs Knight couldn't resist turning to him. ‘You survived then.'
'Yes! So it would seem.'
'See? Told you it wouldn’t be so bad.'
'I suppose I should thank you. '
'No need I can assure you. I'm glad you enjoyed it.'
'You're not going to say '' I told you so’’?
'Wouldn't dream of it.'
'Good night Miss.'
'Good night Martin.'
She watched him go and realised, with an awful feeling, that she had expected something to happen between them, no, more than that, it was like an attraction of some kind. She groaned, no, she was mistaken, she HAD to be.