Oh, my God, I forgot to do my homework. Mr Matthews is going to kill me. The man hates me. Yeah, I’m never gonna live this down. I’m gonna live a horrible life. I’ll probably end up selling CDs on a. Whoa, okay, we don’t need to know the rest of that sentence. What did I say? I’ve only been in Year 7 a week. The man hates me. He would bury me. Bro, it’s not that deep, alright? Yeah, just go in there and tell him why you didn’t do it. I don’t know. Oh, I was playing FIFA for hours and I was doing pro clubs. I lost track of time and by the time I realised, my mum switched the Wi Fi off. Right, okay, come on, we’re going in. We’re doing this. Okay, bro, I can’t move. Yes, you can. I can’t. My legs. My legs are stuck. Get in there! Hi, Sir. Jack’s got something he wants to tell you. Hi. Hi. Hi, Miss Matthews. I sort of. Kind of maybe forgot to do my homework for this week and I’m really, so sorry. Please don’t eat me. That’s not the response I was expecting, sir. Why is he growling like that?