Setting: Waterloo Road around the time of the Merger. Also with Leo's cyber bulling plotline, but with a different twist...
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Waterloo Road.
I stood in the corridor before French, messy hair covering my glasses as I bent my head over the phone. My fingers trembled as I typed out the text – I didn't want anything to do with this. I just wanted everything to be over. It's not as if I had done anything wrong, far from it. I just wanted to blend into the shadows and for people to leave me alone. My stomach churned with regret as I pressed 'send'. I looked up a few seconds later when I heard a beep among the chatter of students preparing for an afternoon of lessons – Mr Windsor always took his time. Bonnie looked at her phone as her face dropped at another text she had received. A text from me. She quickly put it away, looking nervously around trying to find out who had sent such a nasty thing: You make me sick, slut. But it was no use, for phones were everywhere, headphones in, a few songs merging together. I was glad nobody had found me out – I felt so sick sending them. But it wasn't my fault...
"In," said Mr Windsor as he appeared from around the corner, mug of half empty tea in one hand, newspaper in the other. We all filed in as I took a seat to the side on my own and put my head in my hands. I couldn't be bothered with this. I was too tired to concentrate so when Mr Windsor said my name, I looked up in confusion.
"Well Mr Fitzgerald, I'm waiting." He said.
"Erm..." I trailed off, feeling my cheeks burn red.
"Leo, it seems you are wasting a genuine linguistic talent here. Concentrate please."
"Yes, sir. Sorry sir," I replied, opening my textbook to the page number on the whiteboard.
The lesson moved on slowly, as I glanced up at the clock at least fifty times until the bell went. Everybody filed out of the door and I slung my brown leather bag over my shoulder and pulled my jumper sleeves over my wrists. I still had a couple of minutes before English with Mulgrew so I went to the bathroom to kill some time. I walked in and looked into the mirror, taking my glasses off and splashing my face with cold water. I had to run out of the house this morning and didn't have time to shower. I wiped my hands on the paper towel and headed towards the stairs for English. As I was walking down the empty corridor my dad suddenly appeared at the other end. He was talking on the phone – his favourite thing these days – about the merger, hassling the council and phoning anybody who had something to do with it. He was rather stressed at the moment.
"Well of course not!" he exclaimed through the phone as we approached eachother, his hands gesturing this way and that.
He continued arguing with the person on the end of the line and walked straight past me. I didn't expect any different.
Hello everyone !
This is my first fanfiction so i'd appreciate it if you let me know if it's okay? I've kept this chapter short and sweet to leave you all wondering what's happening!
See you next chapter x