The Price to Pay - Vol. 4.05 - Revolt

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There was also the distraction of Siá´n's hand caressing my thigh every few minutes. By the end of the lesson I had a very unfinished assignment and was feeling as aroused as earlier.

The Price to Pay - Vol. 4.5 - Revolt

by Alys


Part 5
 
"Well done boys!" said Mr Jones to us, as we sat in the changing room, after the match. The chants of 'Cwm Wysg, Cwm Wysg', from groups of children in the lower school wandering around outside, came to us through the windows.

"oh.. and Celyn, of course. Sorry Celyn," he added as his gaze alighted on me, sitting next to Siá´n, " well done all of you. Mr Jenkins, after he had got over the shock of his school losing, was very complimentary, he told me he was impressed with the way you came back in the second half of the game. That was the first time Ysgol Casnewydd had lost a friendly game in five years he told me."

We all looked at each other in pride at our achievement.

"Obviously Celyn and Elfed for scoring the goals got the attention and well done to the two of you," continued Mr Jones," but everyone played really well in attack and in defence so I think you all deserve to give yourselves a round of applause"

The sound of our clapping was almost deafening in the hard surfaced changing room.

"One bit of good news is that I managed to persuade Mr Jenkins to rescind the yellow card against you Celyn, since this was only a friendly game, but he did ask me to remind you and Siá´n of the rules about EXTENDED goal celebrations next time you play," said our coach with a broad smile on his face.

The redness of my blush would have illuminated a dark room, as some good natured chuckles echoed in the changing room.

"OK, Celyn if you can grab your dress and the rest of your stuff, Mrs Simons has opened the girls' changing room for you"

I took my things and followed Mr Jones, after asking Siá´n to wait for me for our next lesson.

"Celyn," said the coach, quietly as we left the room, "I didn't want to say it in front of everyone, but you really made the difference today, thanks so much for coming"

"I enjoyed it, sir," I replied.

"I did notice one thing on the pitch though," he continued.

"What was that?" I asked.

"You seemed to have some argument with Elfed and I thought that he seemed reluctant to pass to you earlier in the half. Is there a problem between the two of you?"

I paused and then answered carefully.

"There was, sir, but now I think that Elfed realises that he was being stupid"

"I'm glad to hear that, and please Celyn if there are any issues in the team I need to know straight away so that I can sort them out, you know what the 'Head' said at the beginning of term, we are all one hundred percent behind you," he stated.

"Thank you sir"

"One interesting bit of news, I contacted the Welsh Schools' FA and explained your situation"

"What did they say?" I asked.

"They are still considering their response but one of their officials did suggest that if you were playing for a ladies team outside school then your case to play for a boys' team in school would be strengthened"

"Why is that?"

"Because you could argue that you would need to play at the highest level in school in order to raise your standard for your club"

"OK"

"One last thing, before you go, and I'm sorry for delaying you from your next lesson, but have you thought of doing some weight training?"

"Why, sir?"

"I noticed that you were losing some tackles today just because the boys you were tackling were stronger. They are lucky, the testosterone that is flooding their system makes muscle development easy, that's why it's banned for athletes, but you could compensate by doing some work in the gym. Think about it."

I thanked Mr Jones and ran across to the girls changing room. Thankfully my Mother had packed my school uniform in my sports bag. I breathed a sigh of relief, even being the scorer of the winning goal wouldn't have let me get away with wearing my skimpy dress around school. I had a quick shower and changed and then rushed out, still brushing my hair, to find Siá´n looking a bit impatient outside.

"Sorry, love," I said giving him a kiss on the cheek, " Jonesy wanted to talk to me"

As we walked to our lesson, I explained about the ladies team and the gym.

"That's a good idea," said Siá´n, "we could go down to Aberllwyd leisure centre, shall we have a look tomorrow?"

"OK"

We were half an hour late for our Maths lesson, but Miss Evans, the teacher, smiled as we went in.

"Hi you two, great game," she remarked.

"Thanks Miss," we replied.

She gave us the notes and showed us the exercise, I tried to concentrate on the problem on the worksheet but it was difficult after the euphoria of the victory. There was also the distraction of Siá´n's hand caressing my thigh every few minutes. By the end of the lesson I had a very unfinished assignment and was feeling as aroused as earlier.

"Do you want coffee?" asked Siá´n when we reached the sixth form common room.

"Please," I replied.

I sat down on the sofa while Siá´n busied himself with the kettle. Soon we were sipping our hot beverage and were joined in our corner by Sioned, Ceri, Meryl and Gethin.

"How did the game go," asked Meryl, who had been one of the many sixth formers who had had to be in their lessons rather than watch the match.

Siá´n and I recounted the events of the morning.

"You got a yellow card for snogging on the pitch!," howled Ceri," that's a really good one"

"Did you really get booked for kissing on the pitch?" asked Meryl.

"That's sounds harsh," said Gethin, "you see it on games on the TV all the time, players always hug when they have scored"

"Um, Gethin, it was a little bit more than a hug," I said, smiling.

"I wonder what you would need to do to get a red card*?" asked Ceri, impishly.

"Shut up Ceri," Sioned and I said almost in unison, laughing.

"Only you could think of that, Ceri," said Meryl, joining in the mood.

"There could be an advertising deal there, though," said Siá´n.

"What are you on about?" I asked.

"Well imagine the TV slogan, buy our new fun beds as tested by Celyn on 'Match of the Day'**" he continued with a broad grin on his face.

I threw a cushion at him and soon he was completely covered as the other girls joined in.

We had calmed down a few minutes later, Meryl turned to me.

"So after today's game are you still thinking of leaving school?" she asked.

"I'm not so sure, the football was great fun, and there are some other things," I said and told them about Seren, " not sure how I can help him but I'd like to if possible, it must be so hard being transgendered and having to hide it. But still don't know what to do about Biology and Franklinstein"

"Do you need to take Biology," Ceri asked.

"Yes why are you even taking the subject?" asked Meryl.

"I liked it last year and it seemed interesting and I thought it might be useful if I want to go into medicine or another health area," I replied.

"But you don't really need it, do you?" asked Siá´n.

"No maybe not,as long as I am studying Chemistry" I replied.

"What about you Sioned?" said Meryl.

"I guess I don't really need to do it either," Sioned replied.

"I wonder what Jonesy would say?" pondered Meryl.

"Which Jonesy?" I asked.

"You know Dr Jones, head of Biology," Meryl replied.

"What he would say about what? I'm lost Meryl," said Ceri.

"If we all quit Biology," she replied.

"You know that's exactly what we should do," said Sioned," we should quit the subject and get as many of the others to do so too"

"I bet that they would have to do something then!" stated Meryl, forcefully.

"Wow, Franklin would be toast!" I said.

We were all thinking about Sioned's idea when there was a knock on the door, Sioned got up and answered it.

"Celyn, there's a little boy here, he wants to see you," she said before opening the door wide to show us who was there.

I looked up and saw Seren standing there, crying his eyes out, his clothes ripped to shreds.

* A red card means that the player is sent from the field of play and his/her team has to play on with one player less.
** 'Match of the Day' is a weekly highlights programme of the top football(soccer) games in the UK.


To Be Continued...

 
End of Part Five



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