Christine and Connor Mulgrew walked into Waterloo Road early one Monday morning. Michael Byrne was waiting for them at the door. He seemed rather pleased to see Christine and Christine was happy to see him too. Connor was slightly on edge, jittery even.
"Are you alright Connor?" Christine asked, slightly worried at her son's unusual behaviour.
"Yeah... I'm fine. I'll see you later yeah..." Connor said quickly as he spotted Imogen. He quickly walked off after her.
"That was strange," Michael said, slightly confused, but still smiling with Christine as they walked into the school.
"Hey, Imogen! Wait up!" cried Connor down the corridor. Imogen turned quickly and smiled.
"I need to talk to you!" said Connor, pulling her aside. Imogen looked confused but still happy to be with Connor. She regretted those weeks which she had spent without him, it didn't matter that he caused the fire or that she was angry at him for abandoning her, she was just glad that they were finally together again!
He pulled her into an empty classroom, sat her down then sat next to her, taking her hands.
"What's wrong?" Imogen began to worry now. She feared what he was about to say. Connor pulled a small box from out of his bag. Imogen pulled away slightly, 'What was he doing?' She wondered. It was only now that she realised just how jittery he was, he seemed so on edge.
"Imogen, I... erm... I... I just wanted you to know that... I'll always be there for you, no matter what happens..." Connor's voice failed him. He took a big deep breath and opened the box. Inside stood a ring, made of what looked like a pen lid and paperclips. It was just like the ring that he gave her when they first met. The one that his mother had took off her and the one that she broke.
Imogen stared at the box with the ring inside it. She wanted to scream for joy, but she still wasn't sure what he wanted to say. Even if she did, no words had come to her head. Connor looked up, searching her face for anything, joy, fear, anything would be better than the silence that she was giving him now.
"Will you..." he started but he couldn't finish.
A huge smile appeared on Imogen's face. She wrapped her arms around him so tight he could barely breathe. She pulled back realising that Connor was struggling for air. He placed the delicate ring in her finger and smiled at her.
"What do we do now?" asked Connor
"Well, now... we have to go tell your mum!" teased Imogen.
They just laughed at each other and smiled, just as the bell for their first lesson rang.