Clara works as a teacher at Coal Hill school and her son also attends this school. The Doctor (John Smith) is an upcoming musician and his daughter attends Coal Hill school. Can the two children's hate for each other bring Clara and John together?

"What did you do now?" Clara questioned as she entered her son's room at 5:30pm.

"Nothing." he muttered as he lay back on his bed and turned the Xbox on. Clara's fourteen year old son pulled out his controller and headset from the drawer next to him.

"Toby Allyn Oswald." she said in a stern tone. Toby knew that whenever used his full name it meant that Clara was angry... And she was hardly ever angry. But still... Toby didn't really care. He knew that Clara wasn't capable of giving him a severe punishment, his dad was the one who used to do that, "Missy told me that she gave you detention. Why?"

"Don't call teachers by their real name." he cringed as he waiting for Black Ops 3 to load up, "It's weird."

Clara groaned, "Fine! Miss Saxon. Tell me why she gave you detention." he had to stay after school tomorrow for an hour and complete lots of work that he hadn't completed.

Toby sighed, "I erm... I didn't finish any of my work for the past three weeks and I swore at one of the other students." he explained.

"I can't have you fail science, Toby!" his mother exclaimed.

"At least I'm not failing in your class." he replied.

"Speaking of my class. You have English homework that needs completing by next week." she started, "And why did you swear at another student?!"

"They were being annoying! They wouldn't shut up so I told them to." he said, "With the use of a few words that I probably shouldn't have used..."

With a sigh of disappointment, Clara asked, "Did you at least say sorry to them?"

"Miss Saxon practically forced me to... So yeah I did." he assured.

"Okay okay! I can't be bothered to deal with this! Let's just let it slide. Do you want food?" Toby knew that this would happen. It was way too easy when it came to getting away with things. As long as he 'apologised' it would all be fine and his mother would just shower him with gifts! It was VERY rare to be given a punishment by her.

"Yeah. Please." he gave her a small smile.

She nodded, "It will done in ten minutes then. We're having pizza."

"Okay." and with that, Clara left the room. He ended up eating the pizza and playing on the Xbox until 10pm before going straight to sleep.


"Get up! We have to leave for school in thirty minutes!" Clara's voice boomed into Toby's ears as she pulled the curtains open allowing the sun to beam in. Toby groaned as he pulled the cover over his face.

"I'm sick." he mumbled.

"Don't lie to me, Toby. You are perfectly capable of going school today. And even if you were ill you would STILL have to go school. I can't trust to leave you on your own anymore... not after last time." the last time that Toby was 'ill' he decided to allow stray dogs into the house who destroyed almost everything.

He jumped up from the bed, "Not my fault that I wanted to help the animals." Clara just rolled her eyes.

"Just get dressed!" she exclaimed before leaving the room.

Even though Clara was hardly ever angry towards Toby, he knew that she was on the inside. She was sad, angry, unhappy... the list could go on. All of these traits started to occur when she and his dad split up. He was cheating on her with some other woman and Clara wasn't the only one angry at him... Toby was too. He felt like he hated his father. Though Toby didn't show it, he loved his mother. He loved living with her. Just him and her. Nobody else. The way it was supposed to be.

After getting dressed and eating breakfast they both hopped into the car. Toby instantly put his headphones in causing Clara to sigh in annoyance. She started to head to the school.

Clara was starting to get sick of the same daily routine. Wake up. Have breakfast. Get in the car with Toby. Watch Toby put in his headphones and KEEP them in for the whole twenty minute car journey. Get to school. Teach for a few hours. Go home. Make dinner while Toby went to his room to play games or go out with his friends. Go bed. Every single day was the same. In all honesty, Clara was just plain bored with life. Sometimes she wishes that it was different. Not just work eat and sleep. She didn't do much on weekends either. Wake up. Make breakfast. Toby would be in his room for the whole weekend and only emerge when he wanted food or to go and visit a friend. She would just read a book or browse the Internet aimlessly.

She pulled a headphone out of Toby's ear, "A new kid is joining our English class today."

"New kid?" Toby questioned. Clara nodded.

"They won't be in the school til last lesson as that is when English is."

"Why won't they be in for the rest of the day?" Toby questioned. He didn't really care about the 'new kid'... he was just curious as to why they got the first five hours of school off.

"Because we haven't decided what teachers should teach her yet." she replied, "I'm the only teacher that has been confirmed for her." she paused, "And considering that she is going to be sitting next to you. I thought you would like to know her name. Ella Layne Smith."

"Wh-what!? Why is she sitting next to me?!"

"The only available seat in the room is next to yours. And I don't want to change the seating plan, so I'm afraid... you're just going to have to deal with it. So... Be. Nice. Otherwise you will receive a detention from Miss Saxon AND me." If Clara was still with Toby's father then this threat would be true. But now that they were divorced, Toby knew that his mother was all bark an no bite.

Toby sighed, "Yeah. Whatever."

Once they reached the school, Toby took out his headphones and put his phone in his bag making sure that it was on silent. They both then exited the car. Toby had been going to Coal Hill for three years now and he had only recently gotten used to walking into the building with his own mother.

As they approached the building, Clara told him, "When you've done your detention come to my office, then we'll go home. We'll stop off for fish and chips on the way if you want."

Toby groaned at the thought of detention for an hour... but at least he had fish and chips to look forward to, "Okay." he simply said before entering the building and heading off to his Science class where Miss Saxon awaited him.


Clara sat at her desk in her classroom. The clock read 1:58pm... two minutes until English started. Two minutes until Ella Smith would join her class. She stood up and walked over to the numerous desks, placing paper on each one. They were going to do a questionnaire and considering that it was almost Christmas they were going to relax and watch a film for the last forty minutes of the lesson. Clara was DEFINITELY looking forward to that as she could perhaps nap. She hadn't slept properly ever since her divorce a year and a half ago.

Finally, the bell rang and Clara could hear multiple students running around the halls outside. Seconds later, students started to flood in to the room one by one. Ella Smith was one of the first. Clara directed her to her seat and she nodded in appreciation. Clara could tell that Ella wasn't a shy girl, Clara feared that she might get into one of the 'popular' groups and start smoking and doing drugs. She shook her head and quickly returned to her desk and waited for the rest of the class to arrive.

Toby soon entered the room with his two best friends, Alex Robinson: he looked like a good kid on the outside, but on the inside he was a pain. And Connor Olivier: he was one of the smartest kids in class. But, unfortunately, he could be a pain aswell. Toby tended to behave in Clara's class, considering that she is his mother, but sometimes he liked to show off to his friends...

The three boys had to sit apart from each other... Clara's rules. Toby sighed as his eyes landed on Ella. Ella had brown hair and once Toby got closer he noticed that she had hypnotising icy blue eyes. He quickly shook his head before sitting down next to her.

"Okay, class. We have a new addition. Her name is Ella." seconds later, Clara continued, "Anyways, considering that it is near Christmas we will be watching a film." the kids then all had smiles on their faces, "But first, you have to complete this questionnaire on Jane Austen." some of the children then audibly groaned before reluctantly looking down at the piece of paper in front of them. Clara was about to tell Ella that she didn't have to complete the questionnaire but Ella was already writing away, faster than everyone else in the class.

About twenty minutes later, Clara collected the questionnaires before turning the projector on and putting on 'Doctor Who: The Next Doctor'. As suggested by multiple different students. She then moved her chair to the back of the class so that she wasn't in front of the screen, she then folded her arms and soon drifted of into slumber.

The bell was what woke Clara up and all of the children scattered out of the room except for Ella. She had to stay and wait for her father so that Clara could talk to him. Clara put her chair back behind her desk and turned the projector off. Minutes later Ella's father, at least Clara assumed that he was her father, walked in. Clara never expected 'Mr Smith' to be so... handsome? She couldn't think of the right word at the time. He was wearing a red velvet coat which looked rather intriguing.

"Hello you must be Mrs Oswald." he said.

"Just Miss Oswald. But you can call me Clara." she said as she extended her hand, "And you must be Mr Smith."

He nodded as he shook her hand, "You can call me John, Clara." Clara couldn't help but notice John's unusual blue/grey eyes. She quickly coughed awkwardly before saying.

"So erm..." Ella was currently sitting at her desk, tapping mindlessly.

"Is El behaving in class?" John asked.

"Yes. Perfect. I think that she will have Miss Saxon for Science and maybe Mr Pink for Maths. Her Geography teacher and PE teacher hasn't been decided yet. It will be finalised by Sunday." Clara explained, "I will also personally need your phone number as I'm going to be her tutor. I might need to call you when it comes to grades and parents evening."

John raised his eyebrow with a smile, "Are you sure that you aren't just trying to get my number so you can call me for a date or something?" he joked.

"Strictly professional." she quickly stated.

"I'm joking, Clara. So..." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pen and notebook, he wrote down his number before tearing the page and handing it to her.

"Thanks." Clara nodded.

John let looked over at Ella, "Come on then, Ella." Ella sighed before standing up and heading towards the door, "It was nice to meet you, Clara."

"Likewise." she replied before watching John and Ella exit the room. She then bit her lip with a smile before exiting the room herself, she walked towards her office and awaited the arrival of her son.