This story is co-written with HedgieX :D Please check out her other stories on Tom/Nicki, I find them AMAZING, this is my only Waterloo road FanFiction just now, but I hope to post a lot more stories, and I have tons of ideas. Each chapter is turn about so I wrote this one and HedgieX is next.

Disclaimer : I don't own Waterloo road or any characters in the show, however any person you don't recognise is created by me or HedgieX.

Summary : What will it take for Tom and Nicki to notice they love each other? The Pupils refusing to work because the school isn't safe enough? Kyle's gang breaking into the school? Or the truth about the past? Or all of it? Possible appearances from previous characters.

It was nearly the end of the last term at Waterloo road. Nicki was leaving her house to make her way to the school. She was still deciding if she should go with some of the staff and pupils to Scotland to work in the new independent school or not. At first it was a definite 'no', as she would have to move away from her friends, and even further away from family than she already was and she knew she would miss them even more than just now, but it was difficult to find a job these days. She just couldn't think of what to do with herself, but it was a decision she would have to make soon.

She entered the school and literally bumped into Tom Clarkson, she was hoping to avoid him at this time because he would ask the question. "So, Nicki have you decided what to do yet?" He was curious. "Nope, no clue." That had been her reply for the past two weeks. Nicki looked past him to a few boys with their hoods up, "Excuse me." She walked round him and walked towards the boys in the hoodies. Tom followed her to make sure they didn't try anything. "Hoods!" she said with authority in her voice. The boys continued to talk and laugh amongst themselves, completely ignoring Nicki. Tom butted in. "Didn't you just hear what Miss Boston said? Get the hoods down." He was semi-shouting and a bit louder than Nicki but had the same amount of authority in his voice. They ignored the teachers again. "Right cooler!" Tom told them, they still didn't move.

Michael had seen all of this from his room; he was watching the boys, seeing them totally ignoring the two English teachers. He began to walk out of the school and was heading for the play ground. The gang of boys had now moved on and left the school.

Nicki was about to go after them when someone grabbed her arm. "I don't think they were pupils. And they have their hands in their pockets, not a good idea." Tom said to her and let go of her arm. Michael had just stepped outside, and Tom and Nicki headed over to him. "What the hell was that about?" he asked, wondering who the boys were. "No idea. But if I was to guess they had knives, hands in the pockets." Tom replied as he headed to his classroom so he would be there before his registration class.

"Well, we can't prove it but still, not our problem. Nicki, are you OK?" Michael had some concern in his voice. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"You seem rather upset, not yourself, do you know if you are coming to Scotland yet?" Nicki wished she knew if she was or not, but she hadn't decided yet. "I don't know Michael, it's just the move and family, I would be even further away from them." Michael nodded accepting the answer. "Well, I hope you do come as you are a great English teacher Nicki." Nicki smiled at him and went inside and headed to her classroom.

She opened the door to find a mess. There were bits of paper all over the place, plant pots tipped upside down, posters ripped off the wall and chair and desks tipped the wrong way. Immediately Nicki checked the bottom left drawer. It was usually locked but it had been busted open. "Damn!" She said aloud as she opened it further, dreading the consequences. It was gone, all of it. Someone knew what they were looking for and wrecked her classroom in the mean time.

She sat in her chair and put her head in her hands and started to cry. She could tell if someone had this information, they would use it against her for some reason. She got up and began picking up paper, binning old paper work she no longer needed that was messing her classroom and began to file things away. The bell rang and she had hardly made any difference.

She led her class down to Grantly's room as he didn't have a register group. "Ah, Miss Boston, why are your pupils in my classroom?" he asked, letting them inside, before yelling, "Sit down and shut up."

"Can you please take registration? I need to see Michael; my classroom isn't fit for a class. Thanks." Before Grantly could reply, Nicki had left.

She didn't go to Michael's office as she wanted to check that there was nothing mixed with all the papers that had fallen out the bottom left drawer. It took her ten minutes of gathering up the papers and putting them on her desk and quickly scanning through them. Whoever did this had left nothing behind in the bottom left drawer. She went straight to Michael's office after that.

She knocked the door and heard Michael saying "Come in."

Before she entered she tried to forget about the missing papers as Michael didn't have to know, no-one did. She entered. "Emm, I have a problem, someone was in my class and wrecked my room, tables tipped, posters in pieces, and chairs capsized and paper covering the floor." Nicki informed him. "Is anything missing that you are aware of?" Michael asked slightly concerned. "No." She lied. "We will try and find who tipped your classroom upside down, but it might be difficult..."

"I know, I'm going to go tidy it up, could someone cover my class first in a different room, I need time to sort the mess?" she asked him. "Sure, I will sort it, just go get the room tidied and if you need help just ask." Nicki nodded and left to tidy up the rest of the mess in her classroom.

Next chapter to be written by HedgieX.

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