A.N: FIFTY ONE REVIEWS! O-M-G! YAY! You people are amazing! :D

I've read the reviews and taken into consideration what you guys have said. And I have decided to include the Burnywood kids - WOOT! Tyler is easily my favourite Burnywood kid. Who puts fireworks in their backpack? XD

Oh yeah, just found out the episodes are only once a week so my chapters will have to be short so I have plenty to write about for the 7 days before the next episode.

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P.S Ms. Teri, you're absolutely right, Liam has a cockney accent. Sadly, I can't write accents. *Bows head in shame* So please forgive me!

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Enjoy this chapter! Sorry, but it's gonna' be short!

I woke up late, at least an hour late for breakfast. I briefly wondered why nobody had woke me up; then again, they were probably giving me some space.

3 days until hell begins, three days until the anniversary.

I changed into new clothes and brushed my hair before heading down the stairs. Maybe they're would be some burnt toast left behind.

I walked into the kitchen.

"You're up late, Astra!" Tracy scolded me.

"Mental alarm clock wasn't working." I told her sarcastically.

She eyed me suspiciously.

"Want some toast?" She waved some half-burnt toast in my face.

"Yeah, thanks." I took the plate off her and went to sit at the table when I did a double take.

Two kids were sitting there, staring at me.

The first was a boy probably my age, with mud-brown hair and blue eyes. A smaller girl was sitting beside him, her hair a more mousy-brown than his, she was sticking close to him. I wondered if they were brother and sister.

"Who are you lot?" I asked them.

"These two are Rick and Kitty. They'll be staying with us." Mike told me.

"What, permanently?"

"No, just until Burnywood is rebuilt."

"Wait, they're from Burnywood?"

"Yeah, what about it?" The boy asked.

"It's a hell-hole!" I laughed. "Give the person who burnt the place down a medal. Well done to them!"

"Astra, that's not the behaviour expected of you!" Mike shakes his head.

I sit opposite the pair and start peeling off the burnt crust from my toast as if it was a scab.

"Have you got something personal against Burnywood?" The boy asks.

I look up at him "What?"

"Do you hate Burnywood or something?" He asks again.

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I used to live there."

"What happened?" He asked.

"I ran away for four years. Then I got sent here."

"Four years? Are you being serious?"

I answered him with a smirk.

"Astra, that's not something to be proud of!" Tracy scolded me again. I shrugged.

I stared at the girl called Kitty, who was just staring blankly at her cereal.

"Does she talk?" I asked Rick.

"If she needs to." He answered almost robotically.

"Hi, I'm Astra." I told her.

She didn't respond so I gave a shrug and continued to eat my breakfast.

A middle-aged man walked in the kitchen and I felt my eyes narrowing suspiciously at him. I knew him.

"Didn't know you still got Goths." He smirks at me.

"Dennis, this is Astra Smith."

"I know, I remember her. She's from Burnywood – ran away several times and once even knifed a kid."

I feel the two other kids at the table cringe away from me.

"They had it coming." I replied as calmly as possible.

"It's not something to be proud of, you little delinquent!" Dennis hissed.

"You haven't had such a clean record either, Dennis!" I sneered, watching his knuckles whiten after what I'd just said. I was in a foul mood, and making him angry just made me feel even better.

"Dennis, we need to talk about the room arrangements." Mike told him.

"Right." He unclenched his fists and turned to Mike.

"We only have two spare rooms. Some of yours'll have to share." Mike told him.

Dennis gestured to Kitty "She has to be on her own."

"Wouldn't she prefer some company?" Tracy asks.

"Not if I say she has to be alone."

"Yeah, but..."

"So that leaves Rick, Tyler and Lizanne. Can we mix them with our lot, or do you want to keep them separate?"

"Well, wherever you stick them, care kids are trouble."

A boy with a small afro walked in and stared around in awe "Check out the room! No padlocks!"

"Yeah, they'll be getting some now you're here."

"We prefer to trust our young people, Dennis. Here, Tyler, help yourself." Tracy offered afro-kid a plate of new UNBURNT toast and I scowled at my own blackened breakfast.

"Cheers." The boy answered before coming to sit beside me.

Dennis laughed "I wouldn't tell him to help himself. There speaks the voice of inexperience."

Tracy put her mug of tea down and glared Dennis in the eyes "I've got plenty of experience of the care system."

"Ah, ex-care kid." Dennis smirked.

"Yeah, and proud of it." She answered back.

"Well, I wouldn't risk employing her, but good for you for giving her a chance. Let's crack on with the paperwork, shall we?" Dennis slapped Mike on the arm before getting up and walking to the office.

I gave Dennis a mocking wave before turning to my burnt breakfast.

"Welcome to the world of pain that is Dennisville." Rick told me.

"Don't even go there; I know what you're talking about." I smirked.

I swallowed the orange juice in the glass placed in front of me and got up.

"You gonna' eat that?" Tyler asked me.

I passed him the plate of toast and he began to eat the contents.

I got up and put my glass by the sink, knowing I'd have to wash it up later. Just like the other mountains of unclean dishes on the side.

"Astra?" Tracy asked.

"What?"

"Um... Who was on the phone, the other day?"

I stared out at the trees in the garden.

"Oh. Um. My friend Tia." I lied.

"Don't forget, you're washing the dishes this week."

"Yeah, whatever."

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I sat on the sofa in the lounge, watching Liam, Frank and Rick play snooker.

Rick scored and gave a satisfied smirk.

"Nice!" Johnny commented.

"Can I play?"

I knew that voice.

My head snapped up to see the Ultimate-Bitch-Queen-of-Players. Also known as Lizanne.

Johnny and Frank did a double take and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"I have Tyler, Rick and Kitty's name. I NEED to know yours." Gus got up and clicked his pen.

"Why?" She asked in her stupidly high-pitched voice.

"I want to add you to my list in my notebook." Gus explained.

"What if I don't want you to?" She asked him.

"Why wouldn't you?"

"Maybe I'm a spy."

"You'd still have a name."

"What's your name?"

"Gus Carmichael. What's yours?"

"He won't give up until he's got it." Johnny told her, his eyes sparkling.

Stupid boy, he's fallen for Ultimate-Bitch-Queen-of-Players.

She smiled at him and turned to Gus again "It's Lizanne, with a L I Z A, two N's and an E."

"And what's your last name?" He asked, but she had already walked past him, already bored of him.

"RIGHT! Which one of you SKANKY Burnywoodies has stolen half of my shampoo?" Carmen stormed in the room, shaking a half-empty shampoo bottle at us.

"It was you, wasn't it?" She pointed at Tyler.

"Catch ME smelling like a girl!" He protested.

"Calm down, Carmen." Frank told her.

"Erm, you don't know what it was like, you weren't there!" Carmen yelled in his face.

"Starting to feel like I was, the way you keep going on about it." Liam joked.

Rick laughed, causing Carmen to give the pair a glare before she left.

"GINA! You're never going to guess what they've done!" She yelled to Gina from down the corridor.

"Oops, I didn't know it was hers! Did I get the smell of smoke out?" Lizanne put her hair by Johnny and he sniffed it. I felt a bit creeped out by this gesture.

"Yeah!" He grinned.

I squirmed on the sofa, shuffling away from Johnny.

Lizanne noticed me and her icy-blue careless eyes scanned me, looking me up and down.

"Well, well, well! It's Astra Smith! Last time I saw you, you knifed Ashley!"

I felt everyone's gaze turn to me.

"What a lovely memory." I smiled innocently at her, imagining punching her in the face. At that moment, I was deciding who I hated more – Elektra or Lizanne. It was a hard decision.

"You knifed somebody?" Johnny asked me.

"You've got a criminal in your midst." Rick joked.

I looked up at Rick, my eyes narrowing.

"I'm not a criminal."

"But you knifed somebody. Why didn't you go to jail?" Tyler asked.

"I don't have to explain myself to any of you, alright?"

"She got annoyed; Ashley was taking the mickey out of her."

Johnny shuffles away from me as if I'm going to attack him.

"Is she... violent?" Tyler asked, eying me warily.

"No, I'm not. And look, I don't have any weapons on me. Besides, that's the past; I don't do that stuff anymore."

"That's good to know. How long have you been sticking to that, Astra?" Lizanne asks me, a big feigned smile on her face.

"A long time."

"You'll do it again, I tell you." She promises.

"Want to bet on that?" I asked her.

She was bored of that discussion, so she decided to nose into another part of my life.

"So, Astra, what've you actually done in your life? Last I heard of you, you'd made it back to London." Lizanne asks me, clearly wanting some gossip to spread to the other Burnywood kids.

"I thought I'd got away from you, Liz. Clearly, I was wrong."

"Call me Lizanne."

"Sure, Liz."

"How long did you manage to keep on the run before you turned yourself in?" She asks, her smile faltering at my name for her.

"I got snitched on actually and it's none of your business."

"Four years." Tyler answered.

I give him a glare.

"Careful Tyler, or she'll knife you." Rick joked.

Lizanne came and sat next to me and gave me a forced smile.

"I know we'll be great friends, Astra." She told me.

"Sadly for you, Liz, I'm not willing to be friends. I can deal with enemies, how about that?"

"Don't be so silly, Astra." She laughed.

I sighed "Go and annoy somebody else."

"Astra, don't be mean!" Johnny told me.

I stared at him, not believing he was saying this "Alright, keep your hair on, Johnny."

"Don't worry about it, Johnny, Astra's always like this; once you get to know her, you'll see the real bitch inside." Lizanne told him sweetly.

I get up and face her "Do you have a death wish?"

"What are you gonna' do, knife her?" Tyler snickered.

"The next Elektra in the making." Liam joked.

I glowered at him but he just grinned at me.

"Astra cut it out." Frank ordered.

I sat on the sofa opposite Lizanne and Johnny, next to Gus.

"Astra, did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"I'm sharing a room with you."

I felt my face go pale and she smiled.

"I'd rather die." I blurted out.

Johnny and Frank both glared at me. I ignored them.

"No, she can't. She's already sh-" Liam began but Lizanne interrupted.

"I was joking, silly!"

"Good. I'd rather turn you onto the street than share with you, Liz."

Liam laughed at Lizanne's stunned face. She covered her tracks with a smile "Just like old times, Astra."

"Exactly like old times." I promised.

I'd practically promised her hell.

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