Thanks for the reivews :) Had writers block for like 2 months lol! But I've got the general plot down which im excited to write! YAY! :D Trying to do a chapter a night/every other night and make them way longer ^-^ Sorry if the next couple chapters drone on a bit...but I promise its just the beginning and it will get better ...I hope ;) Thanks for reading...3


For the past week, Ryla had been pressured by Rachel, numerous times, to crack and reveal this dark secret Rachel was convinced she was hiding. Ryla was getting extremely tired of it now and just wished she would give in.

Ryla's first week at Waterloo Road had been nothing special. She hadn't really made any friends yet, as she spent most of the time alone or drifting from person to person, not really looking to attatch herself to any specific person or friendship group. Although she had felt a connection with one girl Maxine. She'd spoke to her here and there, but nothing had triggered a friendship to bloom.

Even so, she hadn't had a real chance to actually get to know someone properly as she had bunked half her lessons and didn't bother turning up one day, 'cause she didn't feel like it' as she had insisted to Rachel.

Ryla trudged through the school gates and gawked at the empty grounds around her. It wasn't any thing out of the ordinary. In fact she hadn't been on time once since starting at Waterloo Road.

She slowly made her way to her first lesson of English, trying to waste as much time as possible.

Luckily when she arrived to the classroom, the class was unsettled and rowdy so she slipped in without Grantly taking any notice. He never seemed to pay much attention to his class.

She took her seat which was a table she sat at alone across from Maxine and a loud mouthed black girl, who went by the name Janeece.

She mouthed hello to Maxine who smiled warmly at her.

'You're making a habbit of this girl'. Ryla just smirked as Grantly started rambling on about Macbeth.

'Seriously, does he ever shut up?' Ryla murmured, but Grantly continued to groan on and on. Ryla was getting tired of hearing his miserable, whining voice.

'Apparently not' Maxine giggled a few seconds after. Ryla turned to Maxine and they swapped a look and burst into laughter.

Their laughter disturbed the others and Grantly raised his voice for them to shut up.

After a couple of minutes, Maxine whispered to Ryla to get her attention and passed her a folded up piece of paper. Ryla took it and looked down at it and back up at Maxine suspiciously, wondering what the heck it might say.

She read the note under the desk...''Chill at mine after school? Wait for me after class x' it had scrawled in messy handwriting.

Before she could even look back up at Maxine to respond, she felt the paper being snatched out her hand. She looked up to a frustrated Grantly, looking nothing more than the usual, extremely grumpy.

'The only place you'll be chilling young lady is the cooler and the mastermind behind this note' he said, sounding far from threatening. Grantly watched Ryla glance at something behind him and laugh.

He turned and chuckled. 'Oh what a suprise, it would be you Maxine Barlow. Now both of you out and Miss Mason will be sure to deal with you later'.

'Ooo I'm scared' Ryla taunted as she stood up. Both girls made their way out the door, and for a second Ryla glanced back in the classroom and saw, what she thought was, Janeece giving her a dirty look. She dismissed it and walked out the room.

Maxine pulled the door shut and sped up her walking pace a little to catch up with Ryla. Linking her arm with Ryla, Ryla turned to look at her and both girls burst into laughter.

'You're a legend babe' Maxine told Ryla.

Ryla paused and said 'Well, what can I say' she smirked and both continued to walk on.

'But no seriously, wanna come chill at mine afterschool?'

'Sure why not' Ryla shrugged and they went in the direction of the cooler.


'I expect better from you Maxine and Ryla you really are pushing you luck, you girls are getting off this one lightly with just a warning but if I hear of any more disturbances from either of you then I will ensure that you are both punished, and not very lightly either. 'Now off you go.' Rachel finished, glancing from one girl to the other.

Both girls rolled their eyes and mumbled what sounded like a 'Yes Miss' and immediately darted out the door.

They walked down the corridor with their arms linked.

'So, I hear you and Frenchie are roomies!' Ryla gasped trying not to laugh.

'Sure are'

Maxine turned to Ryla and noticed she was about to burst into laughter. She nudged her with her with her elbow lightly. 'Calm down gal, alright, shes ace!' she said almost laughing herself.

Ryla laughed 'So what are you bffs?'

Nodding her head Maxine smiled 'I guess we are ya know, she's like a mum to me, been there through it all.'

Ryla started to say something but was interrupted by the shouts of Janeece.

'Max, hey Max, wait up' she shouted after them. She caught up with them slightly out of breath.

'Hey Jan, we were just er, looking for you' Maxine stammered giving a look to Ryla.

'Oh right yeah we were, but we um couldn't find you' Ryla said looking uncomfortable, avoiding Janeece's eyes. 'Look I better go, see ya around yeah?'

'Catch ya later, don't forget tonight'. Maxine raised her voice a bit as Ryla walked away and raised her hand to her which Maxine took to be a half wave and a half 'Ok'.

Janeece dragged Maxine towards the school doors, in the opposite direction of Ryla.

'What's happening tonight?' she asked Maxine.

'Oh Ryla's coming to mine to ya know, just chill and stuff.'

Maxine came to a hault as Janeece stepped in front of her to block her way. 'But Max, I thought we were going to the cinema tonight?' Janeece said to her with a frustrated tone to her voice.

'Oh right, yeah sorry Jan. But I kinda promised Ryla now and ya know, you understand right?'

'What?' Janeece gasped furious 'You promised me too! Remember? Cause I definitely remember. I also remember that we're supposedly bestfriends too. But you clearly forgot that while you were too busy swapping notes in class with that tramp' she exclaimed feeling betrayed by who she thought was her bestfriend.

'Oh my god Janeece! Calm down. Yeah we are bestmates and I thought you'd understand!' Maxine shouted back.

'Understand! Yeah I understand. I understand that you're betraying me cause of that whore you've known what 5 minutes?' Janeece felt her cheeks burning with anger.

'Janeece, listen to yourself, you're paranoid. I love you you're my bestfriend I thought you'd understand. I have known her only 5 minutes because she's only been here 5 minutes. She needs to make some friends so I'm just being friendly.' Maxine tried to explain.

'But she's a bad influence on you. I couldn't give a shit if it were someone else, but that lowlife. She's scum and she's only gonna drag you down with her' Janeece shouted.

'It's okay Jan, I won't let her do that to me I promise' Maxine tried to stay calm...

'Look Max, I love ya and I'm doin this because I love ya, but if you want us to stay mates then you gotta stop hanging round with her.' Janeece said firmly.

That was it. Maxine felt herself filling with rage, she just exploded.

'Because ya love me! Because we're mates?' Maxine screamed as sarcastically as she could. 'Who the fuck do you think you are Janeece! Your a jealous bitch and you can't lecture to me who I can and can't talk to. You're not my mate. You're a bitch and I want nothing to do with ya' she shouted.

She felt a sudden stinging sensation on the palm of her hand. She looked at her hand and realised it was bright red. She looked up at Janeece and saw her flinch as she touched the raw red hand mark printed across the side of her cheek. Janeece's dark eyes were big and wide, as she stood there shocked to complete silence. Maxine couldn't believe she'd slapped her neither could the growing crowd of students who were chanting 'Fight'.

'Well go on that what ya waiting for?' Janeece spat, narrowing her eyes.

'I know better than to lay another finger on scum like you.' Maxine hissed. She turned away and pushed her way through the crowd, not daring to look back at Janeece.