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It was tough, moving houses, school, losing family members.. In fact, I'd done it all before, but not like this. My Mother was having huge difficulties with my younger brother, and well, she just couldn't take it any more .. My brother was sent to live with my Dad, and seeings as he'd disowned me in the past, I went to live with my Nan in Scotland.

Greenock seemed like a nice place, but I didn't know anyone, and I was petrified that people would hate me, I mean England and Scotland are two different countries, and they might do things differently. I'd never been an outkast at any of my previous schools, yet if things were that different here, I'd be thought of as weird and unusual. I guess hoping for the best is all I can do until the make or break moment of starting Waterloo Road.

That moment came quicker than expected. The week I had to settle in passed in a flash! I woke up with my pounding headache and a sickly feeling in my stomach, but I knew it was nerves and nothing that a paracetamol couldn't easily sort out. I straightened my long brown hair and backcombed it slightly, then applied a layer of make up, before heading to the school that was two minutes up the hill. As I approached the gate, my hands clammy, I saw that people were looking at me. I was used to that when starting a new school, so I managed to stay calm, knowing that they weren't judging me yet.

Eventually, I found my way to reception and was greeted by Mr Byrne, the head teacher. He told me the usual, what Waterloo Road aim to do, gave me a time table and a map, then showed me to my form room.


My first few weeks passed quickly and I settled in well, becoming close to Imogen, Connor and Kevin. They had all welcomed me with open arms and Kevin and I had bonded over moving lots of times and starting new schools.. We actually had quite a bit in common. I was happy for him that he'd finally settled in with Chalky, and I hoped settling in with my nan would go as well as it had for him.

"Luce!" Kevin's voice dragged me out of my thoughts. I glanced up at him, a clueless look on my face. "Did you hear any of that?"

I shook my head, "I'm sorry, Kev, I was in my own world!" I smiled at him.

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Its alright, it wasn't important anyway!"

"Sure?"

"Yeah I'm sure!" He smiled at me, then picked up his bag and stood up. "I'm going to the loo, see you next lesson!"

"Okay!" I watched him leave the library, then sat back and checked my phone. I had a text from my old friend Sarah, that I'd met a few years ago in Manchester.

'Hiya babe, why didn't you say that you'd started at Waterloo Road? My Uncle works there! xxxx'

I raised an eyebrow at the message, then asked her who her uncle is. I picked up my bag and

got to my feet, then checked my phone again.

'Tom Clarkson babe xxxx'

I blinked for second then wanted to punch myself in the face for being so stupid, of course it would've been Mr Clarkson, he had the same last name as her! I quickly sent a reply then headed off to my next lesson.


"So you know Mr Clarkson's niece?" Imogen asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, she's so lovely.. I can't believe I couldn't patch up the pieces though?"

"Well you wasn't to know that they were related, lots of people have the same last name?"

"Uh, girls, stop talking please." Miss Diamond's voice interrupted us.

"Sorry." Imogen mumbled then looked down at her sheet. I did the same, then minutes later we were interrupted again by a knock at the door.

"Miss Diamond, would it be okay to borrow Lucy for a second?" Mr Clarkson's voice filled the silent classroom. I looked up at the two teachers.

"Be my guest!" Miss Diamond turned to look at me. I stood up and walked to the front of the room, then followed Mr Clarkson into the corridor.

"Miss Sigler," he greeted me and smiled. "you've surprised me. You came here with the English Lit grade D, yet you're most definitely working at a B in lessons... Do you find work here easier?"

"I don't know... It feels like I'm working exactly the same.." I replied.

He chuckled. "You're doing extremely well, in fact I want to put you in for a higher paper! That is of course, if you want to do it?"

"I'm not too sure... What if I find it hard?"

"We'll have time in English to prepare you, and I can even do after school one-to-one sessions with you, if you'd like to try out the higher paper." he suggested.

I hesitated for a second. "Fine, if I'm working as well as you say then I should find it easy." I smiled.

"Good." he smiled back at me. "I'll come and find you tomorrow once I've had a chance to talk to Mr Byrne."

"Okay."

"Right, go on then, back to class."

I turned my back to him and walked towards the door, then paused. "Oh, sir?"

"Yes?"

"Do you have a niece called Sophie?"

"I do, why?"

"I thought so, I met her at one of my old schools. You should get her to come up here one weekend.. I miss her."

"Maybe." he chuckled, then walked away. I smiled to myself then went back into the classroom.