Chapter 1

Waking up on a morning has to be the hardest part of the day. Pressing the snooze button that much on my alarm clock, Annie has to normally come wake me up so I can get to school on time.

Annie is my niece although she is two years older than me. I've lived with her and Rachel since I was five years old.

My father walked out on my mother when I was 4 years old. When I was that age, I believed everything was magical. I was completely oblivious to the fact my father was never home when I finished school, or the weird smell that clung to him when he came home just before my bedtime. I didn't understand anything when I was little. But now I'm 15, I understand that my father was an alcoholic that went to the pub after work and drank himself stupid. I looked up to him like he was superman, in my eyes, he was the world's most amazing daddy. Until he met Janette, he walked out on me and my mum and didn't think anything of it.

When my father left, I believed I had done something wrong. Had I been too naughty for him? Did he not like the cupcake I made for him the night before he left? I believed my mother blamed me too. After he left, all she did was drink endless cups of coffee all day. She didn't speak, she refused to look at me, and she didn't look after me properly.

But I hid it well. I cleaned my school clothes in the sink and put them on the washing line to dry. They felt very uncomfortable but I always imagined I was Cinderella, cooking and cleaning. But there was never anything in the house to cook. I used to eat as much as I could at school and then go to the shop on my way home to put a bag of biscuits in my school bag while the lady behind the till wasn't looking. She must have thought I was looking at the sweets every night.

Mrs. Stephenson, the next door neighbor must have released something was wrong with mummy, because after a few weeks of having chocolate biscuits for tea, she kept inviting me around for scones and noodles.

I always remember that dreadful morning. I woke up at 7.00am every day when I heard Mr. Stephenson starting his car. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth knowing we were dreadfully low on toothpaste.

But the door wouldn't open.

I went down to the kitchen to see if mummy was drinking her coffee in there. But she wasn't. My first thought was she getting back to normal. She had gone for a bath and was going to take me to school like she used too when daddy was here.

So I got my magnet from my room and used it to open the bathroom lock. I went in the bathroom to see mummy had used my red water dye. Then I seen mummy was asleep in the bath. So I flicked water in her face to wake her up. But she didn't. She never did.

I went to Mrs. Stephenson and told her mummy wouldn't wake up. She asked Mr. Taylor from across the road to go check on her. But it was too late. My mother had killed herself while I slept in the room next door.

My father refused to acknowledge what had happened. Social services believed him and Janette where in no fit state to look after me. 3 months later, I was adopted by a lovely woman named Rachel. She was gentle and kind and very pretty. She never got angry when I wet the bed or screamed in my sleep. She was a lovely lady.

A year later I found out Rachel was tracked down by social services as she is my older sister. At 25 years old and the mother of a 7 year old Annie, she agreed I could live with her.

I'm now 15 and attend Waterloo road. Today is my first day in year 11. I got my new school uniform and went to get changed. Burgundy red blazer, white blouse, stripy tie, grey skirt and white knee high socks. I plaited my long brown hair into a fish tail plait and went down for breakfast. As usual, Annie and Rachel were already down before me eating bowls of cereal.

"Nice of you to show your face, wouldn't want you to be late on your first day of year 11." Rachel said. We all knew I wouldn't be late. Having your older sister as the head of your secondary school is kind of depressing.

I ate my bowl of shreddies, grabbed my bag and headed to meet Lauren.

We walked into form to see Mr. Clarkson sat at his desk. He smiled at us as we entered and started taking the register when I felt my phone buzz.

Hey Liv, can you tell Mr C im going to be late? Cheers babe xx- Finn

"Olivia Mason, just because you're the heads sister does not mean you can have you phone out in class. You can have it back at the end of the day." He said as he took it out my hands.

Today is going to be a long day.

Hi! I decided I would write a waterloo road fic after I read a very good one by another author. Please review and tell me what you think? Another chapter will be updated shortly. Just to let you know, Finn and Olivia are only friends for now! I also want to put a few new characters in to be in the friendship group with Olivia, Lauren, Madi, Finn and Josh. If you can think of a character, just leave a review with a description of what they look like and their personalities please!

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