A/N: Sorry it's taken me nearly a year to update, it's been a busy year, but I will be carrying on with this story.
Rachel opened her eyes slowly as the sunlight crept into her room. Her eyes adjusted to the light as she sat upright. It wasn't some kind of a dream. She was still a teenager girl. Rachel groaned as her head begun to throb. Last night wasn't a dream either. She'd gone out with her younger sister, got drunk, passed out and ended the night by kissing Bolton. The bedroom door then flung open.
"Come on, we're already late!" Melissa snapped, slamming it shut again. Rachel sighed, she had forgotten about school. She pulled herself out of bed and looked in the mirror. Last nights mascara still stuck to her eyelashes and her eyeliner was half way down her face. She took a make-up wipe and begun to wipe her face slowly. Her limbs feeling heavy. She looked terribly pale, so she slowly apply foundation to her face. Her door flew open for the second time. This time it was her mother.
"Rachel. You have 10 minutes to get ready" Her mother said. Rachel looked up at her and nodded her head. Her mother noticed Rachel's pale complexion and how ill her daughter looked, "Oh darling. Are you okay? You look awful… no offence" Rachel gave her mother a faint smile, "If you don't want to go in school that's fine. You can stay at home"
"She's going school!" A voice bellowed down the corridor. It was Rachel's father.
"I'm fine mum, honest" Rachel replied, turning back to the mirror. She only had herself to blame though. Rachel's mother took her daughters word and left the room, closing the door. Soon as it shut she could hear her mother telling her father how ill she was looking and her father responded by explaining that Rachel was probably just putting it on to skip a day at school. Either way Rachel didn't have the energy to care. She ran a brush through her hair and tied it up. She then got the mascara out of her make-up bag, applying it carefully to her top and bottom lashes. Rachel stood up and approached her wardrobe, stepping over last night's clothes as she did so. She opened the wardrobe and pulled her uniform off the hangers. Her shirt, skirt and tie.
"5 minutes" Rachel heard her sister's booming voice from outside her door. She quickly put on her uniform, grabbing her cardigan and coat from the end of the bed and her bag off the floor. Rachel left her bedroom and made her way down the stairs. Once at the bottom a slice of toast was thrust into her hand by Melissa.
"Ugh, keep it" Rachel said, as she handed the toast back to Melissa. She couldn't face food right now.
"More for me" Melissa shrugged her shoulders as she bit into Rachel's piece of toast and opened the front door, "Bye mum!" She called out as she stepped out the house.
"Bye mum" Rachel called out too as she followed Melissa out the house.
"Bye girls. Have a good day!" Her mother responded from the kitchen just before Rachel shut the front door. Once outside Rachel started to feel a bit better. She couldn't believe she got drunk with her students. She was ashamed of herself. Though it seemed to be a regular thing for 16 year old Rachel to be doing.
"Keep up!" Melissa snapped as she was walking a few steps in front of Rachel, "We're already late because of you. Can't deal with your hangovers"
"Shut up" Rachel muttered as she caught up with her sister, "I don't have a hangover, just ill" She lied as they turned a corner. Rachel was keeping clock on the way her and Melissa were walking, just incase she'd needed to make the journey home from school alone in the future. Finally they reached the school gates just as the bell rung. Melissa ran off in front of Rachel, she didn't want to be late to registration. Rachel sighed, shuffling along towards the front doors. She swung the doors open and stepped into a deserted corridor. The problem was Rachel had no idea where her registration took place. She looked down at her watch, it was already 5 past 9. Rachel made her way towards the girls toilets, she would just hide out in there until after registration, then some how go to her first lesson. Though once again she had no idea what lessons she had. Rachel went to push the door open when she heard a voice.
"Rachel Mason!" Rachel looked down the corridor, Eddie was walking towards her. He looked angry again. She couldn't help but roll her eyes, Eddie always looked annoyed with her. "Bunking off from lesson I see"
"No, I was just going to the toilet. I didn't know that was a problem" Rachel responded without thinking. She was shocked at herself, she had just been rude to a teacher. It was just the teenager within her, "I've lost my timetable. Any chance I could get a new one?"
"And why would you need a timetable? Not that you attend your classes" Eddie retorted, folding his arms.
"Well… I've decided I'm going to start attend all my lessons, but I need a timetable before I can do that" Rachel insisted, a small smile on her face.
"Go to registration. I'll give you you're timetable in Maths this afternoon" Eddie insisted. Least Rachel knew she had Maths in the afternoon, though she wasn't looking forward to that. Eddie seemed to of taken a disliking to Rachel, though she didn't know why. Rachel turned away from Eddie and carried on mindlessly walking down the corridor towards the stairs.
"Hungover?" The sound of a new voice made Rachel jump. It was Maxine, walking alongside her. Rachel shook her head slowly, "On your way to registration? Treneman is going to be annoyed at you" So now Rachel knew where she had to be.
"Yeah, I know. I'll catch you later" Rachel quickly replied running up the stairs towards Andrew's room. Maxine frowned watching Rachel rush off.
"Yeah too right. Me and you need to chat about what happened with you and Bolton" Maxine called out with a grin on her face. She always loved a bit of gossip. She walked off down the corridor towards her own registration where she was going to share her new bit of gossip with Janeece.