Bram ran out of the school building, pushing some of the younger kids out of the way, just because they were smaller and he could. He wasn't in a rush to go home and do all his chores, but he was always in a rush to get out of school. He looked longingly at the field where some of his classmates were already playing. Screw his chores! He ran over. "Alright! Everybody listen to me! We'll play football!" He shouted. But most kids ignored him.