''You're a dad.'' Emily gasped
''So.'' Kyle shrugged ''It's not like it's the first.''
''You mean there's more.'' Emily sussed
''I have a son Logan, who's 2 and then Lilly, who's 6 months.'' Kyle spilled, knowing Emily wouldn't give up until she got the last detail ''My dad knows about Logan after Karla's, Logan's mum, dad came round and had a blast at me about Karla being his only daughter and stuff. Then my dad had a blast at me and said I better not get another girl pregnant, so he doesn't know about Lilly.''
''Aren't you going to bother with them?'' Emily asked
''Karla doesn't want me involved with Logan anymore since she's is a new relationship, and he adopted Logan and I can't see him. With Shannon, dad'll go beserk so no.''
''Kyle, have you heard yourself.'' Emily began ''You never had your mum properly and now she's died. My dad's dead too. Lilly has a chance to know her dad.''
Deep down, Kyle knew Emily was right, but it's not like he could hardly say to his dad 'Hey dad, I'm going to see Lilly. She's my daughter you don't know about' could he?
Poppy was hid in a corner near the lockers, hugging her knees. Waterloo Road was far too scary and frightening for her. There was always fights or bullying or some big secret being exposed. She wished she was back at primary school as high school was far too much of an ordeal for her to handle. She had no friends and knew she would never make friends. Poppy removed her blazer and rolled up her sleeves to reveal her arms covered in scars. They were caused from her mum and step dad. They burnt her with matches, cigarettes and bit her until she bled. Poppy touched one delicatley and began to cry as they made her upset with the memories. She was only 3 when her mum and step dad hurt her and now, she had her arms covered in scars along with her back and part of her legs. She doesn't wear school skirts and instead, wears trousers. In hot months, she always makes sure she wears a cardigan or jumper. For PE, Poppy always gets changed in the toilets so no one can see her and lead a more normal life. Then again, her life wasn't normal as she had to hide these horrid scars.
''Poppy, what's up?'' Hannah asked, as she saw Poppy observing her scars
''Nothing.'' Poppy said, wiping her way her tears ''I just hate these scars.''
''They ain't that bad.'' Reassured Hannah
''It's easy for you to say. You don't have them.'' Poppy snapped ''When we go on holidays, I can't wear swimming costumes incase I'm laughed at, I can't go to parties in nice tops and dresses without being the freak. I can't do anything.''
''Look, Pops.'' Hannah began ''Any trouble, get me and Kyle. They won't mess with you again.''
Poppy nodded and then saw Hannah without her proper uniform ''Where are you going?''
''Work.'' Hannah told Poppy ''Anyone asks I'm-''
''You're at the dentist.'' Poppy finished, knowing what to do now
''Yep.'' Hannah smiled ''Bye.''
Poppy was so jealous of Hannah. She was so pretty and everyone wanted to be her friend or go out with her at their old school. Meanwhile, Poppy was just seen as 'the scar freak'.
The bell went for afternoon registration. In Nikki's, she was taking the register. She had noticed Hannah wasn't here.
''And Shane Young.'' Nikki read out
''Yes miss.'' Shane responded
''Has anyone seen Hannah Holland?'' Nikki wondered ''Naseem?''
''Er…no miss.'' Replied Naseem
''Right then.'' Nikki sighed ''for the rest of registration, I want you to complete your work quietly.''
Nikki returned to her desk and thought about where Hannah could have disappeared to on her first day. Unless, she has an older boyfriend like Lindsay had. She could be in danger of him. That thought made Nikki's blood run cold all of a sudden. There was little she could do now and would have to talk to her tomorrow. Nikki looked out into the corridor and saw Lindsay strolling past? Maybe she knows something.
''Lindsay.'' Nikki called
''Yes miss?'' Lindsay wondered
''Do you know where Hannah is?'' Asked Nikki
''That snidy, little cow.'' Lindsay muttered in disgust
''Pardon?'' Nikki said
''Dunno.'' Lindsay shrugged ''Maybe home. Mum called me at break saying she's back at home.''
''Right. Thanks, Lindsay.'' Nikki smiled ''Off you go.''
At Hannah's work, it was a nightmare. What teacher comes in during the working day for hair cut? Apparantley, Jez Diamond does. Luckily so far, Hannah had managed to avoid him, but maybe he wouldn't recognise her. After all, she was one in about 800 other pupils.
''Hannah.'' Sam, the boss, called ''Can you take over Mr Diamond? Louise is just popping out for some milk and biscuits.''
''Erm, sure. OK.'' Stuttered a nervous Hannah
Hannah took a deep breath and walked over to the sink, where Jez had his eyes shut and seemed peaceful and relaxed.
''Hello Mr Diamond.'' Hannah began, trying to sound confident ''I'm Hannah Hol-'' Hannah paused ''Hannah Holbeck.''
''OK'' Jez said ''Now, do you know what I want?''
''You want your hair washed and dried followed by having the sides and top cut and then blonde highlights.'' Hannah explained
''Great.'' Jez grinned
Hannah picked up the conditioner and lathered it into Jez's hair. It was a weird sensation. Even though Hannah had done this thousands of times over, it was strange because Jez was a teacher. After a few minutes, Hannah rinsed out the conditioner before quickly sticking him under a hairdryer. Luckily, Jez hadn't sussed she was a 14 year old school girl at Waterloo Road during their conversation they had whilst Hannah was washing his hair.
The end of the day arrived. All the girls in Kyle's class interested had bagged themselves a date with him for the next few Friday and Saturday night's, Emily was fed up of Kyle and wished he wasn't at Waterloo Road and was making her mad, Poppy's day was depressing as any other day, Shannon didn't get sussed at work but knew Nikki would question her in the morning whilst Lindsay had an OK day for once. They all rushed home to see Melissa and Joshua, who were at home.
''Mum.'' Lindsay called
''In here.'' Mrs James called
Lindsay, Emily, Hannah, Kyle and Poppy went to the living room to see the garden and the room crammed with family and close friends cooing over the baby.
''What the heck?'' Lindsay said
''What's she doing here?'' Spat Michelle, Lindsay and Emily's aunt ''Shouldn't you be inside for murder?''
''I was released.'' Lindsay insisted
''Well, me and my Kara aren't staying if she's here.'' Michelle began ''I'm not putting my 8 year old daughter at risk.''
''Don't worry.'' Lindsay said ''I'm going to my room.''
Lindsay ran up the stairs, almost about to burst into tears with how her own family can say that to her.
Flashback
Lindsay arrived at the cells. She felt numb and cold as photographers and camera's were around her, reporting the incident.
''16 year old Lindsay James has confessed to the murdering of her father.''
''Year 12 Waterloo Road pupil says that her father raped her from when she was 11.''
''The family of Tony James are disgusted with Lindsay's actions.''
Lindsay felt hot tears roll down her cheeks. Rachel decided to come in with her to talk to her.
''Can I have 5 minutes with Lindsay?'' Rachel asked a police officer
''It will have to be supervised.'' The officer replied
''OK.'' Rachel agreed
Lindsay and Rachel were taken to a private room with a security guard. Lindsay was shaken and nervous.
''Will I be OK?'' Lindsay asked
''I don't know.'' Rachel began ''I know 3 years seems like a long time, but you will get through.''
''Will I?'' Questioned Lindsay
''Yes you will.'' Rachel said, determined not to let Lindsay loose hope ''I will visit you and I'm sure Emily and your mum will.'' Rachel pulled out a little piece of white card ''That's my number. If you need help, you know where I am. You're not on your own.''
''Miss Mason.'' Lindsay began, about to cry ''Thank you and I'm so, so sorry.''
Rachel's eyes began welling up with tears and then the police officer came in. The two of them stood up and Lindsay threw her arm's round Rachel. Rachel and Lindsay couldn't stop themselves from crying…
Lindsay wished her family was as caring and understanding as Rachel. Why couldn't they put the whole matter behind them? Anyway, Michelle was her mum's family, not her dad's and she could understand if she was part of her dad's family. Then there was another secret Lindsay was keeping from everyone…