Hey :) This is my second attempt at writing fanfiction. I started writing a Harry Potter one but didn't think the story was really leading anywhere so I decided to write a Misfits one! Just to let you know, I'm 15 and about to go into year 11 which means I'll have lots of GCSEs which also means LOTS of revision. This also means that I may not be able to update that often but believe me when I say that I will really try. Anyways, enjoy the story and REVIEW! The more reviews I get the quicker my updates will be ;)

Chapter One

Brrrrrrrring! A hand quickly slid from under the covers and slammed down on the top of the alarm clock causing it to fall off the bedside table and continue to ring on the floor. The owner of that hand happened to be a girl called Hayleigh Evans. She had long blonde hair which was sticking up in random places due to her restless sleep and hazelly-green eyes. She slipped out of bed, picked up the alarm clock and turned it off before setting it back down on the bedside table.

'Great, guess I've got to get ready for my first day of community service.' She thought to herself, grudgingly making her way out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She quickly had a shower, making sure her hair was fully clean before wrapping a towel around herself and drying and straightening her hair. She then plaited it to the side in a fishtail braid and applied her makeup before getting dressed. The clothes she wore were a comic book crop-top and a black skater skirt which were matched with a pair of red converse, a red dotted headband and a brown satchel.

Hayleigh sighed and made a slice of toast before picking up her phone and walking out of her small, council-appointed apartment. She checked the time on her phone which read 7:47. 'Shit! I was supposed to be there 2 minutes ago!' She started to panic. She ran all the way to the Community Centre which only took around 6 minutes.

"You're late." Came the voice of what she supposed was the probation officer.

"I'm so, so sorry, I woke up late and had to run all the way here." She tried to explain.

The probation officer eyed her and decided to let her off just this once. "I'll let you off this time but if it happens again then there'll be consequences."

She mock saluted him whilst stating "You got it, Mr. probation worker."

He rolled his eyes before shouting at the other delinquents to get in a line in front of the railing. "This is it. It's your chance to do something positive. Give something back. You can help people. You can really make a difference to people's lives. That's what community service is all about. There are people out there that think you're scum. You have an opportunity to show them they're wrong."

"Yeah, but what if they're right?" Came an Irish voice from the other end of the row.

Hayleigh looked over and saw that it was a lanky boy with extremely curly hair.

"No offence, but I'm thinking some people are just born criminals." He instigated before not-so-discretely pointing at the person next to him who looked like a stereotypical 'gangster'.

"You lookin' to get stabbed?" The 'gangster' replied.

"You see my point there?" Curly once again stated.

Hayleigh smirked but decided to keep silent to avoid getting into any more trouble.

At that same moment, a phone started to ring.

"Hey." A short girl with frizzy hair next to her answered.

"It doesn't matter what you've done in the past." The probation officer continued.

"Ok. Doing my community service." She overlapped.

"Hey." He tried to warn her.

"Boring as fuck."

"Excuse me? Hello, I'm still talking here."

"What, I thought you'd finished."

"You see my lips still moving, that means I'm still talking."

"Yeah, but you could've been yawning… or chewing." Curly instigated again.

Hayleigh couldn't help but let a chuckle escape her lips. Curly instantly gave her an approving look and wagged his eyebrows up and down.

"End the call. HANG UP!" The probation worker shouted in an attempt to gain frizzy's attention.

She ignored him and continued with her conversation. "My probation worker."

"You alright there weird kid?" Curly said to the extremely quiet boy who stood next to her.

The 'weird kid' just looked down and looked almost sad. Hayleigh patted his arm in some form of an attempt to cheer him up. The weird kid looked up and stared into her eyes. It momentarily shocked her but she attempted to smile at him. The corners of his lips twitched to form a strange smile which almost instantly disappeared.

"Haha don't be disgusting. I'll call you later." Frizzy ended her phone call.

Curly kissed the air in front of the gangster's face.

"I'll rip out your throat and shit down your neck." The gangster said whilst getting up in Curly's face. It was easy to tell that the gangster was trying really hard to look tough.

"I shouldn't be here, man." A tall muscly boy at the end of the row suddenly butted in.

Curly and the gangster suddenly started fighting.

"Look, we need to work as a team here." The probation worker attempted to regain control of the group. "That's enough!" He shouted at the pair.

"Can I move to a different group? This isn't gonna work for me." The muscly boy continued.

"Erm, what makes ya fink that you're better than 'os?" Another girl who looked like a stereotypical 'chav' decided to butt in.

"What is that accent?" Curly asked in disbelief.

"Oh my God hahaha." Hayleigh laughed along with the others.

"Is that for real?" The muscly boy asked.

"What, ya tryin' to say somefing now then yeah." Chav said nonchalantly.

"It's… are you… that's just a noise." Curly carried on. "Are we supposed to be able to understand her?"

"Do you understand that?" Chav asked whilst sticking her middle finger up at him.

"I think she likes me." Curly mocked whilst putting his arm around the gangster.

The gangster instantly tried to start a fight with Curly who just pretended to be the victim whilst making fake scared noises.

"Pack it in!" The probation worker shouted.

The two continued to fight and squabble until the probation worker split the two apart.

"Hey, go get changed." The probation worker shouted at Hayleigh whilst trying to keep Curly and the gangster from fighting.

She complied and ran into the Community Centre and into the locker room before trying to find an empty locker. She quickly changed into the compulsory orange jumpsuit that was required before running back outside to join the others.