Long time no update. I really wanted to keep with writing and posting the chapters as the real show went on but these past four weeks were all about meeting deadlines for college so no writing happened :( and now Lorraine is gone... come cry with me? I am kind of annoyed they just brushed off Lorikki's relationship the way they did but I wasn't expecting Lorraine to leave in any other way than to go make more money for herself.

Anywho, chapter 7, woop! I don't like how short this chapter is but I had no other way to end it without to clashing with chapter 8. :)

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"Oh my God," Lorraine shot up from her bed. She rubbed her hands over her face and pushed her messy hair off her face before she could even function that it was in fact her alarm that had woken her.

"Hmmm," Nikki groaned, throwing an arm over Lorraine. "Turn it off," she mumbled.

Lorraine let a small smile as she reached over to her bedside cabinet and hit the snooze button. "We need to get up," she whispered, laying back into Nikki's arm.

"Five more minutes, please," she said, her voice filled with sleep.

"Not a morning person and you're a teacher?" she giggled, keeping her voice a whisper. "Shocking."

"Whatever," Nikki rolled over so she was facing the blonde, taking the pillow with her to cover her ears.

"C'mon, we'll be late," Lorraine started pulling at the pillow that Nikki had a hold of.

Nikki gave into Lorraine and the pair smiled at each other, Lorraine leaning over her. "Should I say morning?" she spoke softly.

The pair had practically been up all night. Lord knows what time it was when they gave into the bliss they shared into the early hours.

"You could," Nikki grinned. "How are you this awake at," she looked over Lorraine's shoulder to check the digital clock and groaned, "five thirty?"

"I'm a business woman, my mind is always awake with ideas, I guess?" Lorraine shrugged her shoulders. "Now, get up, if we get ready on time I think we could catch breakfast before work starts—my treat." She said throwing the covers off herself.

"Lorraine…"

The blonde turned her head back to Nikki. "No questions. It's for last night, for your support. Forget about money for a second." She leaned over to give Nikki a quick kiss.

Nikki shook her head when Lorraine went to pull away. "If you're awake enough to want to kiss me, you are awake enough to get your backside to work," she said, keeping her lips pressed to the brunette's.

Mr Byrne tapped his watch once again. He had decided it was either: his watch had become fifteen minutes fast over night or his fellow colleagues; one who runs the school, the other is now a deputy head; where running late. His best guess is the second one after founding out about them yesterday.

"Ugh, finally," he muttered to himself seeing Lorraine's red Ferrari pull up. "About time!" he shouted over the engine as Nikki got out the passenger seat.

"We're so sorry," Nikki started closing the car door and walking up to Michael as fast as she could, Lorraine doing a slight jog in order to keep up with her partner.

"We went for breakfast and the service was slow and—"

"Yeah, I don't have time for excuses; get to the PRU, Nikki, before your pupils cause all sorts of Trouble. Lorraine, we need to talk… business."

Michael poked his head out his door. "Lorraine, you busy at the moment?"

Lorraine looked up for her laptop. "No. Why?" she said, putting her laptop screen down.

"I need to talk to you about that business thing in my office please."

"Okay…" Lorraine got up from her desk. She looked after her sister for a second to tell her to keep an eye on everything before following Michael into his office.

"Is this really about business?" Lorraine started.

"It's about the business that goes on in this school, if that counts?"

"It does." Lorraine agreed.

"Right then," Michael breathed in. "You and Nikki."

Lorraine, on the other hand, had her breath caught in her throat.

"How long's that being going on?"

"Michael, is this relevant to anything?" She looked at him. "It's my personal life. I do remember telling you that who you see has nothing to do with me so the same goes for this situation."

"I know but I need to know for the safety of this school," he muttered.

Lorraine became confused. "You think that because I'm seeing Nikki, I'm suddenly not going to care about Waterloo Road?"

"No, of course I don't—"

"Then what is it?"

"The pupils, what if they find out?" he threw his arms up. "Christine and I saw you to in the car the other week. What if that had been a pupil? These kids are fast with their phones, taking pictures—it could lose you your job—"

"It's my school, in case you forgot. It's my money in this school, fire me and we lose this school full stop." Lorraine shrugged her shoulders. "Can't see it happening, can you?" she smirked.

"You don't know what these pupils are capable of. I should know, it's happened to me," Michael tried to sympathize.

"You didn't lose your job, why would I lose mine?" Lorraine bit back. She was going to ask every question possible until Michael ran out of answers.

"It's different—"

"How?"

"Because… well, because…," he rubbed his forehead. "You're in a lesbian relationship, Donnegan."

"What difference does that make? We live in a modern world now, Michael," she ran a hand through her curls. "Ellen DeGeneres."

"What?"

"Ellen DeGeneres, worldwide talk show host, lesbian," she explained. "I'm pretty damn sure if people can accept her, and millions tune into watch her, this school can accept my personal life. We're in charge of a school of teenagers. It's probably ridden with confused boys and girls that can't figure themselves and you think I'll lose my job? These kids will open up more Michael, trust me."

"How long's it been going on for?" Michael blurted out suddenly, surprising Lorraine. Not that this whole conversation had not come at any surprise itself anyway.

"Why do you need to know that?" Lorraine questioned. The blonde ran her hand through her thick locks, she could see where this was going and it was making her more uncomfortable than she already was.

"Well, after when you told me first day back, it now makes you a very hypocritical woman."

"Fine," she said with a stern voice, no emotion on her face, "if you must know, it's been about three months."

He laughed lightly, clapping his hands together. The look on his face was like he just won the jackpot at the lotto millions. "So you're 'I'm a bit worried about your involvement with Christine' would affect my work meant nothing, seeing as you were playing the exact same game." He smirked, leaning in close to her face, he said "hypocrite," once again.

Lorraine brushed his words off quickly. She pursed her lips and shook her head. "Every other staff member knows about you and Christine, you've talked about it enough times. I, on the other hand, know how to separate my personal life to my professional one."

"And I don't? So Nikki becoming deputy had nothing to do with your personal involvement?"

"Not exactly no, you and I both know she deserved that position," she nodded. "What I'm saying is, you had no idea about Nikki and I until last week. We told no-one. Whereas you told the staff room when you and Christine got together, yes you were under pressure, but you still told them."

"Yes because –" Michael was quickly cut off by the benefactor who stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, looking like she'd won the argument.

"Let's rewind back to Sian, shall we?" Lorraine suggested, her brows raised, a smile playing on her lips. "You made her deputy when she was with you."

"Yes because—"

"She deserved the position. Not because of your 'personal involvement'," Lorraine finished. "Sound similar?"

Mr Byrne sighed.

"My point exactly," Lorraine breathed out. She brushed her hands together and headed towards the office door. "End of discussion." She walked out before he could get another word in.

"You okay, babe?" Sonya shouted out to Lorraine as she watched her sister storm out. But Lorraine was too engrossed in her phone to pay attention to her younger sibling.