Author's Note – I have had many issues in my schooling years which has set my mental wellbeing in stone up to now. Munk19 suggested I let it all out in this fanfiction, I am not trying to be truthful to the franchise ok so if it sound unrealistic due to it being AATC well sorry, but I can't change my past.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights for AATC nor do I have the rights for Simple Plans' 'No Love'.

"There's only hate

There's only tears

There's only pain

There's no love here"

No Love

Chapter 1: Starting school

September 1998

Starting school is hard for any little kid, but for Simon it meant loads of issues.

Simon's POV

10th July 1998

I remember my first day like it was yesterday, I was informed of going to Stottesdon C of E primary school for the first time in my life. I felt a little anxious maybe the feelings of not wanting to go let's face it what if no-one liked me, sure I did have friends in pre-school; I went to Noah's Ark Nursery. This is school where you learn how to write, do simple sums and stuff. This would mean I would be separated from my friends in pre-school. I was advanced shall we say for my age. I went along with some lessons that my pre-school caregiver gave us, only I joined the dots to help write my name and no-one else could and I also did simple sums with the caregiver which no-one else could do. Academically I was advanced already, however I would leave the confines of pre-school and join the reception in the infant class. I know infant is like a class with babies, but no in Stottesdon School; there were the infants, juniors and seniors of the school at the time. Infants housed the Reception (the new children), Year 1 and year 2 similar to US with Kindegarten, 1st Grade and 2nd Grade.

My first day wasn't until January 1999, I turn 5 years old on 22nd January, but the school year starts in September so I was 4 years old. I didn't know about my first day until just before the summer holidays of 1998, but I was late at acquiring skills like talking, walking and other functions toddlers usually had by now, but I was late so my schooling had issues from the start. I was taken to Stottesdon Primary School on one of the days in July of 1998 luckily the journey could be done on foot as it is only a 2 minute walk from where I lived and had a meeting with the infant teacher Miss Hall. She was quite young and had straight, blonde hair, quite tall. I sat with my dad as she was explaining about all the regulations, code of conduct, home-school agreement and so on then the meeting finished with the simple four words, 'See you in September'.

'See you in September'.

Ooh I wish I could've prevented this from happening, but alas when I left the classroom, I dragged every day until the start of the autumn term of the school year like it was my last of freedom.

I went school shopping with my two brothers Alvin and Theodore, Alvin seemed to know what to get whilst Theodore went to pre-school and me well I start school. To me it's no big deal however my dad Dave seemed to think so, he got me my whole uniform, pencil case, stationery, school shoes, lunch-box and school bag. Phew that's a lot of stuff, my head was spinning at such a young age all the items needed was mind-blowing. The next problem to tackle was making friends, I did have friends back in Noah's Ark, but now I have to leave them for Stottesdon Primary School.

8th September 1998

Arrgh first day already oh great, I can't believe the summer has gone that quick as I'm woken up at 7am to get ready for school. I tiredly wake up and had Dave help me dress me in my new school uniform, but I personally wanted to stay at home, watch TV and play my video games, but this morning its a no go for those activities. I ate my breakfast made by my dad. *sigh* I know he does a lot for me, but he's a caring person more so than any dad I could think of. Since I lacked in motor skills at a younger age, my dad found it less stressful to do stuff for me rather than wait a long time for me to do it myself. When my bag was packed and everything else done my dad walked me and Alvin to school with Theodore in a pushchair snoozing away from an early awakening due to school. I found myself not liking the school and begged my dad to take me home as soon as my feet crossed the door line of the classroom, but he calmed me down and said I would be fine. Looking back at it, hmm yeah very infantile of me to do so, but what did you expect from a 4 year old? When dad was gone I sat at my desk alone looking around the classroom, I look at the walls that had pictures and what looked like numbers on the wall on pieces of coloured paper. I hear my class mates coming in hanging their book bags up on the hooks in the classroom, proceeding to sit on the carpet in front of the chair and blackboard where the teacher would sit and teach us.

Now the drama from the first morning is over, the scariness hasn't, Miss Hall announced after taking the register that it was assembly time, I thought 'what's an assembly?'

I quickly found out that an assembly was a morning thing where all the school gather in the school hall and the head teacher would give us a theme to think about. The head teacher at the time was called Mrs Snape and she had grey hair, quite old and had ear-rings in her earlobes. She began the first assembly of the new school year off to welcome back last years' Reception, year 1, year 2 and so on before going onto welcoming the new Reception pupils; I tensed up and looked up at her. She got all of us to introduce ourselves to the rest of the school, which was embarrassing for me as I haven't done a lot of talking to others before. I was a late talker, according to my dad I didn't talk until just after 2 years old, it got to the point that I needed a professional coming to our house to do speech therapy to help me string sentences together ready for school. I wanted to crawl away and hide from everyone when it came to me. I said my name and sat down again with the rest of the year receptions. Even though there were loads of us as a group, I still felt lonely, but it's still early days and plenty of time to make new friends.

The school was Stottesdon C of E Primary; the school back when I started was in three parts; two small classrooms and a big building where the office, kitchen where the school dinners were served, a dining hall/assembly hall and another classroom for years 5 & 6. The school hall was pretty big mainly because there were only about 80 children spread into 3 classes when I started. It had polished and varnished wooden flooring, but the age of the wood was reminiscent to the history of the school. It was mainly empty with tables and chairs stacked in the back left hand corner of the room only put out for lunchtime. The landmark of the hall was the piano where Kate played her signature tunes during a Friday afternoon assembly.

The kitchen was basic to say the least it was where Mrs T as they called her serves the school dinners delivered from Cleobury Mortimer Primary and Mrs Vi or they called her Aunty Vi for some unknown reason. She walks around the hall of tables and she fills the pupils' cups with either orange or blackcurrant squash only to those who has school dinners. I have no idea why they called the dinner ladies, Mrs T and Aunty Vi, but I found this amusing.

Finally the office where the secretary who I personally hadn't seen at all the first 4 weeks of starting school.

The teachers teaching at the time I was starting were called Miss Hall, Mrs Snape and Mrs Bentley. As I described before Miss Hall teaches the infant class, Mrs Snape teaches the Juniors and Mrs Bentley teaches the seniors, but they refer to them as 5 & 6's.

Authors' Note: This was just an introduction to primary school. Next I'll talk more about Miss Hall's teaching methods and the days' structure when I was at the school. Still in Simon's POV.

Read and Review Chapter 2 coming soon.