Disclaimer : As we all know I don't own any of the characters of Boston public they belong to DEK and the actors who portray the characters
. I do own Erica , Mark, and any other character s I have added have no resemblance to any person living or dead. Also, the poem used does belong to me.
The rest of the weekend went by without too much happening . Lauren was sitting there Harry hovering and Erica finally getting some much needed sleep. Saturday turned into Sunday and Sunday into Monday morning and Lauren wanted to go back to work. She knew she was going to have to face the world sooner later .
Lauren Davis stepped into Winslow High School for the first time since she'd been attacked. She watched the looks of Winslow's students and she listened to what they had to say or at least as much as they would let her hear. Some were still talking about it and others wanted it left alone. Some were still in utter shook by it and more than a few of them were mad as Hell about it. Lauren Davis just realize how far the effects her rape and physical assault had rippled down. She could see in their eyes that thought many of her coworkers and her students that many people weren't pleased by it but that they were actually anger about. Lauren Davis stood leaning against a sink in tears falling from her blue eyes when two of her cheerleaders walked in the bathroom and saw Lauren turn away quickly trying to turn away obviously trying to hide them.
Lauren knew she was avoiding two things and that sooner or later she was going to have to face them both one was her classroom and the other the teacher's lounge. Lauren knew all this was going to be a hard task but, she turned and left the bathroom and run headlong into a human wall she called Mark who was talking to Danny Hanson . They could both see the distress in her eyes but didn't say anything about it but, both knew that her classroom was in the middle of an emergency remodel even as they spoke or should they say at least the finishing touches. Danny , Kevin, Steven and a few others had supervised them over the whole weekend as they worked and the room looked completely different . None of them could believe that the students had actually suggested this but thought it a good idea. Murals painted on the walls . The floor cleaned up the students even got a hold to old bookcases that the library had throw out and built floor to ceiling bookcases for the classroom just as a way to cover that area the assult had taken place in. The kids had not wanted to leave that spot bare . As Erica had suggested that maybe it would be easier for Lauren in some small way . . . The kids were busy a final touch here and there when Lauren walked in and saw it .She welled in tears again this time at the thought that the kids had thought this much of her after all it had been all thought long ago that she was called the nun. Jason Jordan made notice of the small blond as she stood in the door as though she was acarid to move he walked over to her as he spoke " Ms. Davis welcome back." Lauren's tears were beginning to fall as she noticed the words of one of her favorite poems on the wall. Words that somehow seem fitting for how she felt. She would never know why the poet had chosen to write this peace but she knew it was something she would always hold on too as peace . Lauren Davis looked onto the words of the poem Real woman and found herself with anew understanding for the poem. As she read it.
Real Woman
Strong of heart
Strong of soul
strong in body
and strong in character
yet she's a real woman
always willing to bend
carrying with her the
Strength to hold her head high
despite the circumstances
and yes she always up
for a protest
if she feels the cause is just
Lauren Davis was just being to relise how much The students cared about her and she really felt as though they had in some small way had agreed to stand with her in the this as had her colluges( for the most part.)