A/N: Hello again! Hope you all had a great Christmas and a happy new year! Wishing you all the best for 2015. I'm back writing this story now and will update when I can! Hope people are still interested in this since it's been a while since I updated.
Can't believe the final ever series of WR is now airing D: I may include some of the new characters in this fanfiction, already have an idea for a certain newcomer! I'd love to know what you think! X
~Mini Peacelet~
Born To Fly - Part 11
The bus accelerated through the famous deep red gates of Waterloo Road, halting near the entrance to the school were Christine patiently awaited their arrival, stood - posture poised and assertive - on the concrete steps with her arms crossed across her chest, her tailored suit jacket blowing mildly in the delicate offshore breeze.
"Right everyone. Make your way into the hall please, we'll have an update on what's happening shortly." The headmistress's manner matched her posture - authoritative - her Scottish accent was thick as she observed the adolescents file off the coach, scuffing their feet along the gravelly concrete and visibly infuriated with the situation.
"Are you okay?" Christine diverted her attention to her wife who was last to disembark off the coach, toned laced with compassion. The brunette's arms were tightly wrapped around herself evidently still feeling chilly, her complexion was paler than usual and untamed locks tousled and fuzzy from where it had dried naturally with no interference.
Nikki nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine - thanks." She forced a weak smile, "I'll see you later, I'd better go and let the kids know that we're currently in the process of contacting their parents." Squeezing the headmistress's hand reassuringly, she climbed the steps and walked into the main hall where everyone had gathered.
"Right guys, listen up." Nikki addressed the pupils after inhaling a sharp breath, obtaining the adolescents attention, "I know that you are all going to be extremely disappointed but Mrs Mulgrew has called an end to resilience education for the moment, we are yet to know fully whether this will be a permanent decision or not. We are currently contacting your parents and guardians, so if you could just stay in here and occupy yourselves for the time being." She requested sincerely before rotating to depart the hall but was halted by Simon and Hector.
"What?! Christine can't do that! Look how beneficial it is to some of the less academic students! She can't just recall it because of one inconsiderate pupil!" Simon huffed, enraged at the brunette's announcement.
"Si, Christine's made her decision. That's not Nik's fault. I'm sure in a few days when she's calmed down, she may reconsider." The PE teacher attempted to sooth the situation, flashing a subtle smile as the former army sergeant.
"But Nikki was the one who called her in the first place!" Simon exclaimed, "I'm going to go talk to her." He muttered and stormed out.
Nikki glared spitefully at Hector, "I don't need you to fight my battles for me, I am more than capable! Now do me a favour, stay away from me like I asked." She hissed before also leaving the main hall.
"Gabriella is so going to pay for this." Rhiannon groaned, angry that she was now stuck back in Greenock and had lost the only sort of holiday she was ever going to get whilst in education. Some of the others nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, but we should leave it a while...get her when she ain't expecting it." Kacey inputted to which the others agreed again.
"Fiddles!" Nikki groaned exasperatedly as her treasured tabby cat tumbled into her bubble bath after losing his balance whilst walking cautiously along the edge of the bath. She removed the sodden feline from the sultry water that fizzed with bubbles and proceeded to dry him with a towel. Much to her surprise, he purred contently - she had expected him to be exceptionally grumpy subsequently to his run in with water.
Allowing the cat to jump from her lap, she pulled the plug in the bath and paced into the bedroom, climbing into the spacious bed and burying herself beneath the duvet, enveloping herself in the linen bedding in attempt to raise her body temperature.
Christine climbed the stairs equipped with two hot water bottles as she aimed to heat the bed up in advance to her wife's arrival. She frowned as she observed the brunette cocooned in numerous blankets, "I thought you were going for a bath?" She endeavoured as she deposited the hot water bottles on the bed.
"I was." She nodded, clarifying the headmistress's thoughts, "But then Fiddles jumped into my bath." She huffed with a grumble, "So I gave up on that idea." Extending her arm from the duvet, she grabbed one of the thermal bottles enthusiastically.
"I thought cats weren't supposed to like water?"
Nikki shrugged, "I don't know. Apparently he does. He likes toast too - he stole mine the other day." She folded her arms moodily, still annoyed with her feline's recent antics.
The older woman chuckled faintly, "I think you'll find he likes the butter more than the toast." She stated matter-of-factly and perched on the edge of the bed, reaching her arm out towards her lover who had just sneezed and continued to tremble violently, "Nik, you're so cold. I think that we should go to the hospital to make sure that you and the baby are both okay."
The deputy head frowned, unimpressed and reluctant at the prospect, "I'm fine, Christine. We're fine." She tried to reassure her partner but the blonde wasn't convinced.
"No," The head teacher shook her head, her tone delicate and laced with compassion, "No, you're not...will you let me take you to the hospital? For me please?"
Nodding reluctantly, the brunette plucked at the loose threads on the duvet cover, "But before we go...I have something to tell you." She glanced up momentarily, cornflower-blue orbs flickering around the room before she dipped her head again and concentrated on fiddling the the duvet threads.
Judging by her wife's peculiar behaviour, Christine was apprehensive about what Nikki's confession was. She extended her arm and rested her hand on the younger woman's knee tentatively, "Okay...what is it?" She was curious yet equally fearful but masked it impeccably.
Nikki ran her tongue over her lips roughly, inhaling deeply, "Hector tried to kiss me today, at the resilience camp." She whispered anxiously in a ramble before she convinced herself otherwise. "I didn't return the kiss, I promise. He's been flirting with me subtly for months but I just ignored him. I never thought he would try and make a move on me. I just thought you should know." Her pitch wavered with nerves, desperate for a reaction.
A frown succumbed the blonde's features, "Thank you for telling me." Her confession confirmed that the trust in their relationship was improving, "I'm not angry with you but I am annoyed with him." She enveloped her partner into her embrace, "Just keep your distance from him, yeah?"
She nodded zealously, "Don't worry, I plan to." She stifled a humourless laugh, "Thank you for understanding." She buried her face into Christine's top, inhaling her sweet smell; a combination of her Chanel perfume and coconut shampoo. It was a comforting aroma.
"Come on, let's head to the hospital."