Hey guys. I know these things are annoying but please read it. So this is my first fanfic so I'm kinda new to this so don't be too hard on me if this is crap. I really like reading the dumping ground fanfiction but I could never find a Johnny Taylor/OC one so I decided to right my own. This is just a sneak peak of one of the potential chapters I will write. It is the deepest one I will write so don't worry if it's too sad for you haha. I will mostly be following the dumping ground TV series story line sometimes adding my own events in between so yeah this is one of my own chapters that I will probably fit in between the original story line. So leave a review and tell me if you think it's worth me writing this story :)

"Rachel! RACHEL!" I shouted. I started to run through the park after her, faster than I ever thought I could run. I ran around the corner past a big oak tree, and there she was. Standing right in front of me, just looking up at me, smiling. I smiled back, with tears streaming down my face. She was here. She wasn't dead. My little sister wasn't dead. I went to touch her but someone grabbed the arm of my jumper and spun me around. "Emily stop!" there stood my boyfriend Johnny Taylor, looking red faced and out of breath from running after me. "She isn't here. Rachel isn't here, she's gone. I'm sorry but she's gone," he said as he lightly brushed my cheek with his hand. "But she is here! She's just there look!" I said desperately as I turned to point at my little sister, but she was gone. "No...NO! She was there Johnny," I said as I fell to my knees on the hard concrete path of the empty park, sobbing. "She was there," I said weakly. "I know, I know." Johnny said soothingly as he knelt down to pull me into a hug. "I know you think she's here Em but she's not. I'm so sorry but she's not here. You need to accept that." He said close to tears as he saw the pained expression on my face. "I just miss her so much." I said, clinging on to him for dear life. "I know you do Em. I know you do," he said with sympathy etched in his voice. "Come on. Let's go home." He said standing up and pulling me with him. He put an arm around my shoulders and gave me a soft kiss on the lips as we began walking back home to the dumping round.