Casualty Fic: Music Numbs my Skin
Pairing: Kirsty/Adam
Summary: Warren's treatment of Kirsty is getting too much for Adam. How will he respond when confronted with the decision to stay and comfort her or go out to seek justice?
Disclaimer: It isn't mine :-(
AN: New guy Silas gets close to Nita… what's his story?
Reminder: Becky Carmon is Nita's fake facebook account
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~~Casualty~~
Chapter Five
The Great American T-shirt Racket
~~Casualty~~
Oh. I'll be catchin' stones, it's nothing biblical
'Cause I'd never tell you I'm a man of God and leave you with
An out of focus poem, but all the kids know
'Cause they've been coddled in the cradle of a barely broken home.
~~Casualty~~
What makes a good life? Two parents? Lots of friends? Popularity? Doing well educationally? Being creative? Being famous?
I'm none of these, well. My mum says I'm really smart, but some of my teachers seem to disagree. Mrs McAllen, my music teacher seems to think I'm stupid or something. As does Mr Garland, the maths teacher. He thinks I'm a skiver too.
I couldn't tell him why I'd missed the first lesson of that double though. I just couldn't. Jenna McFarlane and her 'crew' basically rule the school. What they say goes. If someone is to be tagged as a castout, then not a single kid in the school talk to them.
Silas is different. Yeah, sure he's new, but he's different. Quirky, even. He has a slight accent, I can't quite place it. It's not quite Southern, Not quite Northern either. It sounds like he moves around a lot.
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"I gave that cream to Nita. She looked like she'd been crying. I asked her if she was ok, she said she was just tired. Do you think there's stuff happening in school?"
"Yeah, I don't know. She came home with a split lip and black eye, she said she'd got put in goal for football. I don't believe that for a second though. I'm gonna ring her school tomorrow, see if anyone's noticed anything."
"Do you want me to? You're working early and I've not to go in until half twelve."
"No, no. I'll do it. She's my daughter."
"I'm not trying to say anything against you, I just want to help lighten the load while you're still recovering."
"Thanks, but you've done so much already by letting us stay here. I'll call them before work."
"At half eight? Will they be open?"
"Yeah. Although it might be better if I was to wait until my lunch break."
"Or I could do it at say, ten?"
There was a small silence, Kirsty chewed her lip and replied timidly "Would you?"
He smiled and nodded.
~~Casualty~~
Are you happy now?
You draw a big crowd
Car wreck without a sound.
And Arms like attic doors.
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Hannah Best: What kind of name is 'Nita' anyway? 9.39 pm
Katy Darmane: Sounds like an old granny, LOL! 9:54 pm
Hannah Best: What about that kid Silas? 10;07 pm
Katy Darmane: I don't know. He's kind of a cutie. 10:13 pm
Becky Carmon: He looks quite fine from the pictures you guys posted... 10:26 pm
Hannah Best: Does he ever! Becky you so need to come down here and see him. And us too! 10:29 pm
Katy Darmane: Yeah Beckylicious! 10:32 pm
Jen McFarlane: Hate to break up the 'Silas-crush-fest' but this thread is for 'Clements bashing'...11:01 pm
Katy Darmane; Oohhhhh! Jen loves Silas! 11:03 pm
Becky Carmon: shame the Clemonster got to him first... 11:09 pm
Katy Darmane Good one, Beckylicious! 11:12 pm
Jen McFarlane: Katy, stop trying to do the nickname thing, you're not American. 11:16 pm
Hannah Best: You just got burrrned! 11:19 pm
Jen McFarlane: neither are you Hannah 11:21 pm
Katy Darmane: gotta go to bed now... stupid parents 11:24 pm
Becky Carmon: Night, night earlybird! 11:25 pm
Jen McFarlane: Night Kitty-Kat 11:25 pm
Katy Darmane: I thought you said not to do the nickname thing 11:26 pm
Jen McFarlane When I do it, it's cute. When you do it, it's just sad. 11:28 pm
Katy Darmane has exited the conversation window (11:29 pm)
Hannah Best: I have to go now too guys 11:31 pm
Jen McFarlane: Bye x 11:34 pm
Hannah Best: Byeeeee xxxxxxx 11:36 pm
Hannah Best has exited the conversation window 11:37 pm
Jen McFarlane: always one to flake out straight after the other 11:38 pm
Becky Carmon: Flake out? You're calling the others American? Lol 11:39 pm
Jen McFarlane: it's fine when I do it. I lived there for a year. 11:41 pm
When you were about five
Becky Carmon: Really? What was it like? I've always wanted to go there 11:47
Jen McFarlane: it's soo good. Words can't describe it. You really have no idea. 11:51
You so can clearly remember it.
Becky Carmon: When did you live there? 11:52
Jen McFarlane: I was only five but I've been back loads of times. You so should go some time. 11:59
Becky Carmon: Looks like I have to 'flake out' too lol. My dad just said it's after midnight, get off the computer and go to bed! 00:02 am
Jen McFarlane: Well, it was good talking to you again. Bye xx 00:03 am
Becky Carmon: Bye 00:04 am
You have signed out from messenger. To sign back in, click 'sign in'. 00:06 am
~~Casualty~~
Open up, yeah I'd like to join you.
You can talk to God and I'll just watch.
Oh, and I'll just watch...
~~Casualty~~
"Good morning, darling. How'd you sleep?"
"Alright."
"So, what's on for school today, then?"
"Classes, break, classes, lunch, more classes, then home."
"Ok. What do you want for-"
"I'm going to be late if I don't go now." She left the kitchen and grabbed her bag from the table.
"It's only half seven, there's loads of-" the door closed, cutting her off "time" she finished, sighing. She'd just hope that Adam could get through to the school today.
~~Casualty~~
And he said, "My scars...
Now I have a T-Shirt to go with my...
My scars... yeah now I have a T-Shirt
To go with my..."
~~Casualty~~
"So, when I said I didn't like it when girls use too much makeup, I meant it."
"What do you mean?"
"You've basted your face in concealer. Well, it's a good thing you got one that actually matches your skin tone. Seriously though. Why so much?"
"Trust me, you don't wanna see what's underneath." She replied bitterly
"You mean the split lip, black eye and that scratch across your left cheek?" He said squinting into the sun.
"How did you-?"
"Long story. Short answer is, I have the acquired ability to see what's really under makeup. With most girls it's fakery, they think that sloshing on layers of foundation will get them anywhere. But then there's those who are hiding away." He looked in her eyes and everything about him softened "Trying to fade into the background."
"I-"
"You don't have to explain. I just hope you don't have to take the violence anymore. If you want me to, I can help."
"You don't have to."
"As your fiend I'm obliging myself."
"That made no sense."
"Oh so you're a grammar Nazi now, are you?" They both laughed and the air lightened. Both kept stealing glances at the other, never quite catching each other's eye.
"So. Where are you originally from? There's something about your accent, it's strange, but in a nice way. It makes you, you."
He laughed and said "It's hard to say really. We've been moved all over the shop. Bristol, Edinburgh, Anglesey. Spent most of primary school in Ireland, moved back to England when I was 10. Since then, Plymouth, Hull, Stockport. I don't think Stockport counts though because we were only there for two weeks, before finally we went to London."
"Why'd you move so much?"
"It's not important." He said a little too quickly, before recovering himself. "The important thing is I'm here, and I'm staying.
~~Casualty~~
When you cash a cheque, do you let it bleed?
Let it breathe, brand it like cattle wearing your marquee.
Everyone can see
You made an emblem
Out of "the broken" "the kind of broken" the "I wish I was broken."
~~Casualty~~
Jenna McFarlane. Popular. Pretty. Smart. So why did the new kid just blow me off?
Jerk.
Now he's talking to that 'special' kid Damien McWatters. Eugh! His 'good guy' act is getting old. Oh great. Here comes his first little stupid crush, Nita Clements. I suppose I should introduce myself and set him straight. No-one should have to be inflicted with such a punishment.
So now I'm walking over. The freak looks up and sees me coming over. The freak looks confused. She's whispering to him. Now they're both looking at me.
Ok. Be confident with a hint of flirty. But still put the freak in her place.
"Hi. I'm Jenna McFarlane, but you can call me Jen." I'm smiling, putting everything I have into 'flirt mode'.
"Hey, I'm Silas McAvoy," oh good he's finally seeing the light "and I'm your worst nightmare, bitch."
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I can't believe what Silas just did.
Jenna McFarlane's face goes from sugary sweet to grossly disgusted. "Fine then. It's your funeral." She says and spins around, flicking her hair over her shoulder and sauntering away.
Oh, wait. I forgot to tell Silas about Jenna's 'connections'.
Damn.
~~Casualty~~
'Other day, found a boy with a long face,
'Said "Sir, I swear, I swear I'm okay..."
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"Silas, you didn't have to do that." Nita says, as we're watching the little slut walk away.
"Yeah, I did" I tell her "People like her deserve their comeuppance."
"People like her? What do you mean?"
"People, usually girls, who seem to think they can get anywhere in life by just clicking their fingers, or turning on a flirt. She's a little slut who needs put in her place."
"I know."
"So why haven't you said anything to someone? A teacher? Your mum? This guy, Adam?"
"It's... complicated."
"Why?"
"Ok. So, I may have set up a fake facebook account to get in on their 'crew' through a chatroom."
"What?"
"Jenna McFarlane seems to think she can and will 'get' you away from me."
"So basically, you've been using a fake account to get to know what they're doing?"
"I save every conversation and 'printscreen' every picture."
"Is this to get evidence against them or something?"
"Something like that."
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know." She looks up. Looks past me, her eyes widening "Mr Anderson's coming. He looks mad."
"Excuse me, Nita, I would like a word with Mr McAvoy here."
"Anything you say to me can be said in front of Nita. I don't have anything to hide from her."
"Perhaps you would care to explain to both of us then, why you've been reported for using threatening behaviour and unacceptable language."
"Well, Nita was here. I assume you're talking about Jenna McFarlane?"
"Yes. Apparently she came and introduced herself then you threatened her out of the blue. Care to explain your unprovoked behaviour?"
"Unprovoked?" I can't actually believe this "What about the unprovoked bullying going on online?"
"The internet is not in my interest."
"So the fact that a group of pupils have targeted one in the year below and specifically only her, isn't in your interest? That's disgusting."
"Obviously there is no toleration of bullying within this school, but an open threat cannot go unpunished."
"How about the fact that Nita here has basted her face in makeup to hide what that little slut did to her?"
"Obviously makeup is prohibited, and that language is not to be tolerated. Mr McAvoy, you will be spending the rest of the week in detention and you, Miss Clements will remove all of that make up immediately."
"What about McFarlane and her little posse? They're all orange! What about their makeup?"
"Fifth and sixth form girls are permitted to wear a minimal amount of makeup. Perhaps next year, Miss Clements."
"Fifth and sixth form. So that's years 11 to 13? McFarlane and her crew are only year 10. We're year nine. Besides, they're not wearing 'minimal' makeup, it's practically shovelled on."
"You would do well to keep your head down and your mouth shut, Mr McAvoy, if you wish to avoid further punishment." I can't believe what I'm hearing! "Good day to you both."
"What the hell was that about?" I ask Nita, as soon as Anderson's out of earshot
"Board of governors: Alistair McFarlane, Jeremy Best, Rachel Hunter, Megan Darmane. All of their kids come here. You just verbally bitch-slapped the one who could get us both kicked out of school."
"Everyone knows what she's like. So what's the problem? So her dad's in the board of governors."
"Exactly. That's the thing. She's got so much control over the other kids in the school. Silas, seriously. Even the teachers will side with her because they don't want to get on the wrong side of her dad."
"So we just let her get away with it?"
"No." She looks around and whispers "I have a plan. I'll tell you later." She says as the bell rings for class.
~~Casualty~~
Don't need to wish upon the stars...
Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my...
Scars.
Oh, my scars...
Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my...
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Adam got into work and walked into the staffroom, and saw Kirsty. When she saw him, she asked "Hey, did you get through to Nita's school today?"
"Yeah, I spoke with the principal. He says Nita's been hanging around with some kid, Silas. He says since Silas came to the school last week, she's been rude to her classmates and was late to class one time."
"So it's this kid Silas, then?"
"I don't know. He said he was just back from reprimanding the guy for mouthing off to a girl in the year above them. He said he was inclined to believe the other girl, straight-A, doesn't put a toe out of line, over Nita and Silas."
"Wait, where does this involve my daughter?"
"Apparently, the older girl had gone and introduced herself to the new boy and he started bad-mouthing her for no reason."
"I don't believe Nita would get involved with someone like that."
"Actually, the boy claims he was standing up for Nita. He'd said she and her friends have been bullying Nita. Principal didn't seem to think so."
"Do you know what the older girl's name is?"
"Jenny? Marlan? I don't know. I think he said those two names I don't know."
"Jenna McFarlane."
"Yeah that's it. Definitely. How'd you work it out?"
"Her dad's on the board of governors. Everyone knows he's very 'influential' within the school's staff."
"You mean, they're in his pocket?"
"Basically, yeah. Corrupt as anything."
"Why didn't she say anything before?"
"There'd be no point. She'd be asked to leave the school, and the matter would be brushed under the carpet. Bloody politics. It's a school."
"We'll work it out. Right, we've got to go back to work. It looks busy out there. We'll talk some more later on then."
"Yeah. Ok."
~~Casualty~~
I miss my dad. Of course I do, he's my dad. Adam's great and all, but he's not my dad.
A part of me wishes he was.
There's a small part that hates him.
Sometimes I don't know what to think.
He's great to my mum, he never hurts her.
Not like dad used to.
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My scars, yeah... Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my scars...
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I sort of wonder if my dad always knew he'd kill himself.
I never told mum what the tiny scar on my left knee was from. I said 'I fell'. She believed me. He promised that was the first and last time he'd ever hurt me.
He never thought that taking himself away from me would be hurting me.
~~Casualty~~
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Oh, You draw a big crowd!
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Silas is watching me. Oh God!
Why does he look worried?
The door opens. It's Anderson.
"Can I speak to Nita Clements, please?"
"Of course."
What did he do?
I'm standing outside the classroom now. Anderson speaks to me.
"Nita. I have to ask you. Are you experiencing harassment from another pupil?"
I can't speak. So I nod.
"Ok. You can go back to class. Send Silas McAvoy out. Tell him to bring his things, this lesson ends in about five minutes anyway."
"It's not him. It's-" he cuts me off with a hand.
"Go." He says, with a little more force than necessary.
Silas looks at me questioningly as he leaves.
What have I done?
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~~Casualty~~
You count your money in the dead of the night
Oh, oh
You've got your very own heaven sent Jesus Christ.
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"What'd you say to Anderson?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've been suspended for the rest of the week. Thanks."
"I didn't-" Silas walked away. Nita turned and saw Jenna McFarlane watching the scene with a smirk.
~~Casualty~~
Christ, what's the hell that make me?
Parasite, parasite.
Write it anywhere that you'd like.
My scars now I have a t-shirt to go with my...
My scars, Yeah
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
My scars, my scars,
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my scars
My scars now I have a t-shirt to go with my
Parasite, parasite
~~Casualty~~
Now I'm back to having no-one
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Write it anywhere that you'd like
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End of five...
There was quite a gap between the last and this chapter. I think the next chapter will take ages, hopefully not so much time, but exams and such are really soon so I'll catch you all sometime after 13th June.
daydreamerkidxx