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for your plans,” Geno laughed. “I got tired of waiting, so I came along to your room to see what the hold up was.”
    â€œDid you?” said Roddy, amazed. “I didn’t hear a thing.”
    â€œYou were all snoring away,” said Geno. “So I went back to bed.”
    â€œWell, we didn’t miss anything,’ Roddy told him. “Apparently Simon’s room fell asleep, as well.”

    Before they went for breakfast, Mr Clutterbuck gathered everyone together. “I’m glad you had a good time in the boarding house last night,” he said. “But your parents are coming to collect you around midday, so there won’t be time for any more table football.”
    â€œWhat a shame,” said Roddy, “I really enjoyed it.”
    â€œDon’t forget to strip your beds and leave the bedding on the corridor floor.” A collective groan went up and he smiled. “This isn’t a hotel. If you’re lucky enough to get a place here, you’ll soon become used to changing your own sheets.”
    By the time they’d done their jobs and packed, Roddy was getting hungry. He hoistedhis rucksack onto his shoulder, and in no time he was downstairs. After a couple of minutes, Geno arrived, and they went over to the main building together. As soon as they’d dumped their bags in the entrance, they went into the dining hall.
    Roddy was surprised that there was a full fry-up on offer. He’d imagined it would just be healthy cereal and fruit, but they were going to need a lot of energy if they were playing football every day.
    After breakfast, there were some ball-control exercises, which Roddy did really well at. He and Keira were two of the best at dribbling, although she had the edge when it came to scooping up loose balls.
    Then Mr Jenkins had a treat for them. “I’m going to show you how helpful technology can be in improving your game,” he said, leading them to a building they hadn’t visitedbefore. In the media centre, full-time students had the opportunity to watch video footage of their own games and pick up on areas in need of improvement.
    â€œAs well as watching the game, like you would on TV at home, we can turn each piece of action into a computer simulation,” explained Mr Jenkins. “This allows us to view it from any angle, or to follow a specific player. It can be very helpful, and you can break down each person’s playing statistics as well, to see how effectively they use the ball.”
    â€œWow,” said Ali.
    Everyone was very impressed with the cutting-edge technology being used, and longed to see themselves on the screen. Though of course that wasn’t going to happen unless they got a place at the school. Instead, they watched some footage of the Stadium School first team from the year before, playingagainst Manchester United under-18s. Mr Jenkins showed them edited highlights to demonstrate how the system worked, and drew virtual circles and arrows to help his explanation. Roddy and Geno agreed that it was one of the coolest bits of technology they’d ever seen.
    All too soon, it was time to think about heading home. Roddy and Geno wandered back to the main building together. Roddy felt a bit subdued. It wasn’t only that this had been two of the best days of his life, and he was sad to leave the school. It was also hard to leave the new friends he’d made, especially Geno. Would he ever see him again, or Simon, or Keira?
    Roddy went over to the pile of bags and picked up his rucksack.
    â€œThere are loads of cars here already,” said Geno, looking out of the open door.
    He was right, and more were arriving every minute. Roddy felt his mood lift. He couldn’t wait to see his dad. He had so much to tell him.
    â€œRoddy?”
    â€œWhat?”
    It was Geno, with his phone in his hand. “Can I have your number?” he asked. “Maybe we could meet up some