Hi!

Ok so I finished my other Britannia High fanfic, Starlight a bit ago and I've been planning on doing another for a really long time, but I was going to finish my Hustle one. But seeing as nobody seems to be reading my Hustle one I've decided to concentrate on this instead, even though I'll probably update it less seeing as I'll still be writing Breathe For Me and I don't want it to die. =[

So yeah, I've had my little twitter now and I hope you enjoy this.

"Ow!"

I stumbled round the street corner, laughing as I tugged my heel out of the grid hole in the pavement. I grabbed onto Lauren for support.

"We need a taxi," she groaned.

I released her arm, still wobbling slightly. The streets of London were almost empty, the buses had stopped and we had about as much chance of finding a cab, or any form of lift home actually, as finding a four leaf clover growing in the concrete.

I wanted to treasure this moment forever. Tonight had been perfect. The end of year show went amazingly well. I didn't get Danny. But then again, I didn't really want him that much. I'd never really loved him. I suppose I'd wanted him so badly because he was just another one of those many, many things Lauren had and I didn't.

But now, I had the one thing I needed and didn't know I wanted until a few hours ago. Peace. Peace with Lauren, with Danny. Everything was at peace.

I wanted to remember this feeling of pure happiness. I knew in the morning I wouldn't remember any of it, I was so drunk. We all were, after the after-show party, everyone just drank and danced like never before, with the exception of Lola who had a flight to catch.

Lauren and I had finally decided to go back to Mrs Troy's, BB and Ronnie's flats were the opposite direction to Britannia High and Danny had disappeared about an hour ago with some girl he'd met about an hour before that.

It didn't matter. Neither of us really cared about Danny now.

We stumbled round the streets, laughing, not really sure where we were going. We were supposed to be finding a cab, but I couldn't remember what time we'd called for one. It didn't really matter, though, the walk home wasn't long.

Suddenly, I took a step backwards and tripped over.

"Claudine!"

I was falling, tumbling down, cold, wet stone on my back.

Stupid, stupid heels.

Everything around me seemed to melt into blackness.

Until I couldn't see at all.