Dennis' tough old time

Chapter 2

Dennis was midway through crushing Pie-Face at conkers for the fourth game in a row when five people ran past him, making a whoosh sound as they went. Turning around he saw that it was the four girls from earlier and who must've been the fifth one that Curly mentioned - her hair was wet as if she'd just been swimming.

"That's the fifth one from the friendship group that I mentioned earlier." Curly said.

"Yeah I figured that out." Said Dennis.

"Her hair looks wet as if she's just been swimming." Curly said.

"I figured that out too." Replied Dennis, a twinge of saltiness growing in his voice.

"Her name's Isabella and sometimes she swims so hard she ends up throwing up in her mouth." Curly announced.

"Alright." Dennis sighed. "I hadn't figured that out, you win."

"And she hates it when people copy things word for word." Curly continued.

"Just stop mate." Dennis grunted with much more saltiness to his tone this time.

Curly was about to cackle in an extremely smug manner when Darren suddenly turned up with a face as red as a baboons butt. Behind him was his gang's second in command Jonathan who had his hands placed firmly in his hips in order to look intimidating, but ended up coming across as a pissed off mother of four who's looking after the kids on an inset day and just walked in on them drawing on the walls and the tv knocked on the floor.

Staring down intensely at Dennis, Darren also placed his hands on his hips, suddenly making the situation feel like an extremely tense PTFA meeting.

"You seen five chicks running nearby?" He growled. "You know the type of running you do when you've angered the biggest badboy in the neighbourhood by standing behind him humming Avril Lavigne songs in his ear."

Dennis paused for a moment, there was no point dropping his new fam-a-lam and her friends in it.

"What sort of running would that be?" He asked. "Usain Bolt speed? Or more like that little jog you do when fetching the ball in rounders?"

Darren looked at Dennis intensely and then at Gnasher, a smirk grew upon his well-vaselined lips.

"Looks like this fellas trying to be funny John." He announced loudly, which was unnecessary given that Jonathan was like only 10cm away from him.

"Yeah it seems that he is." Jonathan replied at the same volume.

"MAYBE WE SHOULD KICK HIS HEAD IN."

"YEAH MAYBE WE SHOULD."

"I'D MUCH RATHER YOU DIDN'T THANK YOU VERY MUCH."

Darren snapped his head angrily round to face Dennis who had a gleeful, shiteating smile on his face, but before he could do anything a conker flew straight into his forehead.

Dennis sat there startled and although he wouldn't admit it, pretty scared of what might happen next. Yet all Darren ended up doing was looking dumbfounded and then whispering quietly, (but with a lot of feeling),"what the fuck?" Dennis heard a snigger, snicker, chuckle, snort and chortle coming from behind the tree, making it clear which friendship group the culprit was from.

"Hey great aim." He shouted over his shoulder.

"Thanks," an unfamiliar voice replied. "It's mainly down to my weekly javelin lessons."

Dennis smirked whilst Curly and Pie-Face nodded impressively. Darren it seemed, had gotten fed up with the current situation and decided to walk off, whistling to Jonathan to follow him. After about ten seconds of walking he ended up face to face with Athena, her hair tied back and lips rosy red. Dennis and pals as well as the five tree girls watched on as an uncomfortable yet unmissable exchange took place.

Athena bit her lip coyly and said "Hey Darren."

"Sup bitch." Darren replied.

Blushing and flustered Athena looked to the ground and giggled "Stop."

Darren confidently stuck his tongue out at her before repeating "bitch."

"UHHHHH," Athena moaned thrusting herself backwards until she ended up stumbling and falling into a bush.

An eruption of laughter burst out from everyone everyone, including Jonathan and the other members of Darren's gang who had turned up to embarrass him in front of the girl he fancied; an action Darren had easily managed to do himself. Athena quickly scrambled to stand back up, which proved to be a difficult task as she simultaneously was also trying to sort her skirt and hair.

"I...I'll call you later daddy.....I mean Darren." She spluttered out.

"Yeah uhh ok then baby."

As the two parted ways the gang of girls slowly came out from behind the tree, Dennis looked over his shoulder them.

"Had fun watching all that I hope." He said cheekily whilst raising his on fleek eyebrows.

"Oh absolutely. My stomach hurt from trying to hold in my laughter." Replied the one he bumped into earlier.

"At least you found the whole thing funny, I was seriously worried Dennis was gonna get beat up." Pie-Face added.

"Well soz about that then." The girl replied "But big man Darren is just so easily wound up we couldn't resist making him hear some Avril Lavigne songs to watch his reaction."

"I don't get it, why does Avril Lavigne make him angry?" Curly asked.

"Cause her and Chad Kroeger used to be married and ever since the divorce he's bitterly resented her for apparently not treating his idol well enough." Replied another one of the girls who was blonde and wearing a shirt with numerous dinosaurs on it. Dennis noticed Pie-Face looking at her with great adoration in his eyes and glanced down at Gnasher who just shook his little head with exasperation.

"Do you wanna game of conkers?" Pie-Face asked, seemingly towards all of them but most likely to a certain one in particular.

The girls agreed to a game and as they headed with Pie-Face to collect more conkers. As soon as they were out of earshot Dennis quickly grabbed Curly's shoulder after realising he didn't know their names.

"The one I pointed out earlier is Isabella and the one Pie-Face clearly has the hots for is Savannah. The one with the beefy arms from years of javelin throwing is Sharon, the shortest one with long brown hair which reminds me of a jellyfish is Sadie and the one you bashed into earlier is Maria." Curly responded and then walking off to join them.

Dennis then turned to Gnasher and nudged him with his foot.

"You never know Gnash. By the end of today I might have five new friends."