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Is as I set off so I didn’t see Kevin Ryder coming in the opposite direction as he sauntered into the playground.
    â€˜Hey, watch where you’re going!’ he yelled as I careered into him.
    â€˜Sorry Kev, didn’t see you there.’
    â€˜Want to watch where you’re going mate,’ he repeated. ‘Anyway, it’s lucky I bumped into you.’
    â€˜I think I bumped into you actually.’
    â€˜Don’t matter. Lucky for you either way. I’m gonna make you an offer you can’t refuse.’
    â€˜Sorry? I think you’re wrong there, Kevin, whatever it is.’
    â€˜You seen The Godfather?’
    â€˜Whose godfather?’
    â€˜Not anybody’s godfather. The Godfather. It’s a film, just come out. It’s about the Mafia, you know, organised crime and all that? You must’ve heard of it.’
    â€˜Oh yes, I think I have. But what about it?’
    â€˜That’s where it comes from, see? The film: Marlon Brando in the film he’s the Godfather and he says “I’m gonna make you an offer you can’t refuse”.’ Kevin repeated it with an American accent so awful it made him sound ridiculous, not menacing as he intended.
    Trying to keep a straight face, I answered. ‘No, sorry Kevin, I haven’t seen the film. In fact I don’t think I can. I’m under age. How come you’ve seen it?’
    â€˜Well I haven’t actually seen it, not properly,’ he admitted. ‘But my brother has.’
    Kevin had an older brother who was in his final year at school, and was even bigger and uglier than Kevin, if that were possible. It was also why Kevin used to hang around with some so-called ‘mates’ who were a lot older than he was. I could see why The Godfather would appeal to him.
    â€˜You still haven’t told me what you want, Kevin. What “offer” are you making exactly?’ I asked.
    â€˜How would it be…?’ he started, as he slid his hands into his pockets and leaned back in what he assumed was a nonchalant way. ‘How would it be, if you didn’t ’ave to do no more maths homework?’
    â€˜Great. That’d be really good. And you’re going to do it for me I suppose are you?’ I laughed.
    â€˜Yeah. You got the picture.’
    I stared at him for a minute, wondering if my hearing was going.
    â€˜I think you’ll have to say that again, Kevin. I thought for a minute you were saying that you’d do my maths homework for me.’
    â€˜Zactly,’ he replied and a broad grin crossed his face, making him look like one of those pumpkins you get at Halloween.
    â€˜Well, it’s a very nice idea, Kevin. Thank you. But isn’t there something just a teeny-weeny bit wrong with your very generous offer?’
    â€˜What?’
    â€˜You’re no good at maths.’
    â€˜Don’t matter.’
    â€˜It does if I want my homework to be right.’
    â€˜That is the beauty of my little proposition.’ He smiled again in a horrible, smarmy sort of way. ‘What I’m offering you…’
    â€˜â€¦this offer I can’t refuse, you mean?’ I added.
    â€˜Correct. What I’m offering you is the chance to have your maths and other homework done for you by the best brains in the school.’
    â€˜Not by you then?’ I couldn’t resist saying.
    â€˜No,’ Kevin missed my sarcasm, ‘course not, it’ll be done by a team of experts carefully chosen from the top form in the school.’
    â€˜And who has chosen this team of experts? You?’
    â€˜Don’t be daft,’ Kevin laughed. ‘Course not. They’ve been chosen by my brother. We call it Brains United!’
    â€˜Brains United? It’s like Manchester United is it?’
    â€˜No, don’t be stupid, that’s a football team. No, Brains United is like bringing together all the best brains to work on your