Protect me (Frank Grayson FanFic)

S3E2

'Look at this text I photographed on Miss Gulliver's phone' said Alfie 

We gathered around his desk.

'It's to see guy called Orlando' he whined

'can't wait for BDSM tonight. I love my bondage and my freedom' read Alfie, 'What does BDSM even mean?'

'Bondage domination and sadomasochism' replied Mitchell

'shut up Mitchell' 

'Trust me, sir, I've watch a lot of porn' he said 

'I'm sure there's a totally logical explanation why she's texting some random guy about bondage' said Stephen.

'why don't you just ask her?' suggested Joe

'what? sit her down and have an honest conversation with her?' mocked Alfie, 'Grow up, mate'

'Look it up sire. BDSM' piped up Mitchell

'My bondage and my freedom. I recognise that' said Jing.

He searched it up and it came up with a lot of porn.

'Jesus Christ' I said, shocked.

Alfie then freaked out over this.

Stephen gave him some advice which I think would be the most embarrassing thing if it went wrong so I didn't stop him.

*TIME SKIP TO THE NEXT MORNING*

'ok so it turns out 'My Bondage and My Freedom is a book' said Alfie, annoyed.

We all laughed.

'That is so funny' I said.

'By Frederick Douglass. I knew I recognised it' said Jing

'In the nick of time' said Alfie, sarcastically, 'now she's staying with a friend'

'Listen, Sam Cam, whining like a bitch ain't gonna make it better' said Cleo

'but revenge might. Where's Mitchell? I'm gonna mess him up' said Alfie

'with your spanking paddle?' I joked.

Everyone laughed.

Then Mitchell came in.

'Oi everyone listen up, I've got some news. I'm leaving Abbey Grove' he said.

Everyone was shocked.

'what?' said Alfie

'did UKIP set fire to your caravan?' said Stephen.

'No. why does everyone think I'm a gypo? I'm leaving 'cause my dad's fairground's been shut down by the council' said Mitchell.

'TBH your fair is a bit shit. None of your dad's air rifles shot straight' said Stephen.

'you could still come to school. not that I give a shit' said Cleo.

Mitchell looked at her.

'yeah what if Abbey grove turned into a boarding school. you could stay in. a dormitory like I did at my school' said Alfie.

'Cheers, Spanky, but I'd rather not get gang banged by the Quidditch team' said Mitchell.

'This is bullshit. there must be a say to keep you here' said Alfie.

We brainstormed some ideas but it was useless.

Then the bell went.

'sorry Mitchell. We can't think of anything' said Stephen.