This was just something that's been floating around in my head for a while, it's my first Thunderbird fic so let me know what you think,

Of course I don't own the Thunderbirds,

Chapter One

"Hello, class, Welcome to Biology, my name is Miss Mackenzie," I said, looking at the very bored faces, I sighed this was going to be more difficult than before. Then the door opened,
"Sorry I'm late," said a face I hadn't seen for ten years, Alan Tracy, obviously he didn't recognise me as he was only five the last time I saw him.
"Don't worry about it," I said. "But don't make a habit out of it. Okay so today is really just going to be an overview of what we'll be doing this term, and I promise to try and make it interesting, I know how your minds work,"

Further into the lesson, it was clear that Alan wasn't listening. "Mr Tracy," I said, I didn't use his first name, it would probably freak him out. "I know it's a beautiful day, but please try to pay attention,"
"Sorry," he said,
"Now then...," I said, it was clear he wasn't really interested in what was going on, as after another few minutes he was doing it again.
"Don't bother Miss," said a boy in the front row. "He thinks he's better than this school,"
"No I don't," said Alan. "I just don't like school,"
"Okay boys," I said. "We're getting off track here, Alan I would like to speak to you at the end of the lesson,"

"Ha, I knew he'd get a detention first day back," said the boy, "Who had Biology," people in the class snickered and Alan looked, a mixture of angry, hurt and unsurprised.
"Excuse me," I said. "What's your name?"
"Sam," he said.
"Well Sam, I thought that gambling is illegal for under 18's, and I wasn't going to give Alan a detention, you on the other hand can come back at the end of the day, I have a dissection going on this afternoon you can help me clean the blood and organs away," A bell rang, "So I will see the rest of you on Friday,"

Alan put his books in his bag and stayed in his seat. "What did you want to see me about Miss Mackenzie," he said.
"I just wanted to say ignore them," I said. "What were you thinking about,"
"My family," he said. "They're part of a business organisation and I don't get to see them that often,"
"I know how that feels," I said. "My parents were chefs who cared more about their restaurants than me,"
"My family do love me though," he said. "I just wish I was there, but dad says I have to go to school before I become one of them,"
"He does have a point," I said. "Hell I wish my dad cared about me like that,"

"So I guess I'm not in trouble," he said.
"No you're not," I said. "But Sam is, that was way out of order,"
"I don't think like that," he said. "My family we're just like everyone else,"
"I know you are," I said.
"People just make assumptions about my family, because they don't come here that often, and even then it's only to pick me up or drop me off," he said. "If I'm lucky my dad will come to parents night, but they can't leave the business,"

"This business must be important," I said, I couldn't see the Tracy's putting something else before themselves, they were one of those families who were very close.
"The world would be lost without them that's for sure," he said. I had a feeling there was more to that sentence, "Change of subject slightly, but you look familiar,"
I dug into my bag and found my purse, inside was a picture of me and the boys taken a year before everything changed.

"Well," I said. "Maybe this will jog your memory," I handed it to him and he stared at it shocked slightly.
"Oh my god," he said. "Emily, you're Emily Mackenzie,"
"The one and only," I said. "And I can safely say you have grown,"
"Well duh," he said laughing. "God this is so strange we were all talking about you just the other week,"
"How is everyone," I said.
"We're good," he said. "We were wondering what had happened to you,"

"Well," I said. "My parents are still alive, but I haven't seen them for years,"
"Why," he said. "Did something happen,"
"They spent the money I'd inherited from my grandparents on another restaurant," I said bitterly, "I almost lost everything, my apartment, my car, but I managed to sort myself out,"
"They weren't the nicest of people," he said.
"No they weren't," I said. "Your mom and dad were more my parents than them,"

"Well, I would love to stay here, but it's lunchtime and I'm hungry," he said.
"Well that hasn't changed," I said. "You boys were always hungry,"
"Okay, so I guess I will see you Friday," he said.
"Yes you will," I said.