Imogen had woken up that morning to study for once. At 6 am she was lying on her bed with her books spread out around her. She propped herself up with her elbows with a mess of duvet and pillows at her feet, "Imogen what are you doing?" Ianto said sleepily, shielding his eyes from the bright light, "Studying," Ianto sat bolt upright and looked over at all her school books, "Oh my god it's true! You're actually studying at..." He turned his upside down alarm clock over and checked the time, "Ten past six!" Imogen laughed and chewed on her pen, "I don't understand a blessed word of this though," Ianto got up and sat next to her on the bed, rubbing his eyes, "Carry the two," he mumbled, pointing at the second column in her addition. Imogen frowned then did as he said. Soon her frown changed to a smile, "Thanks,". They sat on Imogen's bed for ages, Imogen revising whilst Ianto pointed out her mistakes and helped her organise her work better. Suddenly, Imogen looked over at her alarm clock, "Damn, 7 o clock!" She practically yelled, running a hand through her hair, "Ew minging," she remarked at the greasiness of her hair. She ran out the room to the bathroom and returned 20 minutes later with soaking wet hair and a towel wrapped round her. Ianto still lying on her bed with the duvet covers over his head, "Get up," Imogen said impatiently, flicking him with the towel she used to dry her hair. Ianto got up and sighed before getting dressed in his school uniform. The boys wore a simple outfit of black trousers, white shirt, black blazer and a blue and olive green striped tie to finish it off. Imogen sat on her bed for a few minutes, drying her hair with the towel before she got up and changed into her uniform. The girls wore a short, vintage green, blue and white kilt. Technically it was meant to lie just above the knee, but everyone shortened the length until it was nearly showing their knickers. They wore a white blouse and an identical tie to the boys. Since it was winter, Imogen also put on her navy blue jumper. Imogen sighed in frustration at her dip dyed hair. It went fine with all her other outfits, but with school? It looked wrong. She brushed her hair through after blow drying it then passed her comb to Ianto. His hair stuck up at odd angles before he flattened it down and gelled parts in place. They then grabbed their bags and headed downstairs.
Breakfast that morning was waffles and honey. Imogen and Ianto took their seats on the end of the table and grabbed a plate. All of the kids around them were younger than them and they knew that in half a year they would turn sixteen and they would have to leave. Imogen didn't want to think about leaving this place. It had become her home in the 8 years that she had been here. Her and Ianto had been in the children's home longer than they were at their actual home. Imogen finished off her waffle and drained her glass of banana smoothie, "You ready to go?" She said to Ianto. She knew that he had been sitting there for the last five minutes waiting to go, but she was just trying to make conversation, "Yeah let's go," Ianto replied quietly. Aaas they walked along the high road, Imogen chewed on her nail, "What is it?" Ianto pestered. Imogen sighed and looked him in the eye, "We're going to have to leave here soon. I'm just wondering where I'm going to go," Ianto frowned,
"You're?" He said, confused. Imogen rolled her eyes,
"We can't stay joined at the hip forever you know," She replied before opening her bag and taking out a piece of mint chewing gum, "You want some?" Ianto shook his head silently and they continued walking until they met with Cerys, "I'll see you later," Ianto mumbled before going down the other route to school leaving Imogen alone with Cerys, "Everything okay?" Cerys asked, confused why Ianto just left them to go the longer route to school, "Fine!" Imogen snapped before briskly walking on, her arm linked with Cerys'.
The whole of Year 10 and 11 were called in for an assembly that morning, "As you probably all know, last Saturday Eira Argall died of leukaemia," there was silence throughout the hall as Mr Wilett, head of Year 10, spoke on, "This assembly is in her memory. Let us have a moment of silence," There were a few stifled sobs from her best friends, but Imogen wasn't one of them. She didn't even know the poor girl, but this morning she had bigger things to worry about. Like her Latin mock exam. She had hardly had enough time to learn the vocab and now she had to waste her study period in silence? When she felt glares at the back of her head she turned around, her hair tossing in her face. What?! she thought. Ianto scowled at her. She's flipping dead! He thought back. Imogen folded her arms and thought: Not my problem. Ianto shook his head, she was unbelievable.
"You're truly heartless you know that?" Imogen sighed. Ianto had being going on at this for the whole journey home, "Look for the last time! I'm not glad she died or anything! I just really needed that study break," Ianto rolled his eyes and retaliated,
"What so you can do what you do every study break? Nothing?" Imogen shook her head and looked upset for a moment. Just for that moment, Imogen looked truly upset and just for that moment Ianto felt bad, "Look, Im, I'm so-"
"Leave it," Imogen butted in, pulling open the large wooden doors and revealing someone they hadn't seen in a long time.
