A/N: Hey all! My trip was cancelled due to the weather so, here I am, wring another chapter. Please read and review it makes me smile so much!

Charlotte Merryweather is TotalNerdyFanGirl's awesome character.

Emma Riley is JAMBERLOVERFOREVER's cool character.

Zaylie is Wall With A Fez's amazing character. (you didn't leave a second name so I made it up, Is that okay? I can change it if you want.)

Cherry Bradson is MusicalBooker's epic character.

Daniel Jones is Guest's character.

Eliza Durnall is Meggie's character.

P.S. Sorry about the horse talk later in the chapter, if you don't understand it skip it.

NeveB - Thanks for reviewing, yes you can leave a character but your character will be in school with them for a bit and then will have to go to Elm Tree House cos something happened at home, do they will not be straight in The Dumping Ground.

School P2

Mina's P.O.V.

"That's the same form as me Mina! You'll be in the same classes as me!" I grinned, maybe Mike was right after all ...

"That leaves you, Daniel, you're in 8A with Toby. Is that okay with everyone?" We all nodded, happy with the arrangements. "You may go now," Miss Lewis said. Johnny grabbed my arm and started leading me out of the office, saying something about introducing me to his friends and showing me around the school. Unfortunately there was no time for any of that as the second we reached the door to the playing field the bell rung. Scaring me out of my wits. I sighed with relief when I realised it was just the bell signalling the start of reg. Why were we standing so close to the bell?

"I'll show you to 8D. It's just over here..." Johnny started leading me through one corridor after the other. Left... Right... Right... Left... Right... I couldn't keep up! Then I remembered that Charlotte was in 8D too! Where was she? She couldn't possibly know the way, we'd have to go back and look for her.

"Johnny! Wait! Charlotte was meant to be in 8D too!" I shouted over the noise of the corridor.

"Oh yeah, I'll just take you to 8D since we're nearly there and then I'll go back and look for her!" Johnny shouted back at me. I nodded and carried on running after him.

When we arrived at the door of 8D I was surprised to see Charlotte already there.

"Charlotte!" I called, hoping she would / could hear me and come over. She did hear me and ran over to meet us. "How did you know where to come?" I asked.

"Oh, umm Toby showed me," She answered, twirling a strand of her bushy light brown hair around her finger. She had gone red. Does she fancy Toby? Must do from the look on her face!

"I see!" I said, drawing out the word see for as long as I could. Then the door opened and what I supposed to be our form teacher came out into the hallway.

"Quiet please 8D! Come on in, have you all had a nice weekend?" Everyone walked in, bar Johnny, Charlotte and I . Johnny walked up to the teacher and explained that Charlotte and I were new. He nodded and told us to come in and He'd introduce us to the class. We went in and Johnny went to go and sit down next to a boy his age with curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes.

"This is Mina and Charlotte," The teacher said, I had now learned that his name was Mr Morse. "I want you all to be very nice to them and show them around if they get lost, understood? Mina you can go and sit next to Eliza over there, yes that's right the one with brown hair. Now, where can we put you Charlotte?" He looked around for a space. "Aha! You can go and sit next to Phoebe, over there on the far left."

Phoebe, Phoebe, Phoebe. The name rang a bell. I craned my head around to see the girl mentioned, to see if I knew her, but I couldn't quite see her. Charlotte's head was in the way.

"Hi, my name's Eliza. What's yours? It's Mira, right?" The girl named Eliza asked me before I could think any more about the mystery of Phoebe.

"What? No it's Mina," I answered curtly, annoyed she had distracted me.

"So, what's your hobbies? What do you like doing?" She asked again. I could see this was another Carmen.

"Umm, I..." I didn't finish but that didn't seem to stop her, she ploughed on.

"I like horses, I have my very own horse named Paddy. Have you ever ridden a horse? Maybe you could come over to mine sometime with your parents and ride Paddy?" She asked yet another question. I actually do know how to ride horses and have ridden them before. It's one of those sports that just let's you be on your own with your favorite thing in the world. Your horse. I used to have a horse. Her name was Fanta, short for Fantasia.

She was an arab x welsh pony and was dun of colour. She had four black stockings and on her inside hind foot she had a white sock. She had a white half star under her forelock and was the cutest horse ever. Fanta was thirteen point two hands high and twelve years old. Fanta and I used to go on long hacks around her field, jumping the occasional log. Fanta was quite hard to jump because she had a accident a few years before I got her and it had scarred her for life, both physically and mentally. She had a five centimeter scar running down her outside front leg for the physical part. And mentally she didn't like jumping any more. She would do it but it was hard for her.

And that's what I told Eliza, everything about Fanta. We had a really nice conversation about horses which I hadn't been able to have for a while because each time I started to try and talk to anyone at the Dumping Ground they wouldn't understand a word I was saying. So I left it. But with Eliza, however, I could chat about anything to do with horses or ponies and she would understand. We had gotten to a point were she was telling me about her pony, Paddy, he seemed really nice and I hoped that she would invite me over some time so I could ride him. Maybe once we got a it closer though, I barely knew her at the moment.

"Yeah ... Paddy's a Welsh pony cross Welsh cob, so he's quite a heavy pony. He's quite young too. Paddy's a skewbald and he's thirteen point thre hands high so a tiny little bit taller that Fanta. He has one wall eye which I think is really cute! What's your address and phone number, I could call you some time and you could come over to mine and see Paddy for yourself?" I was really happy that she thought of that.

"Okay! My phone number is zero seven seven four seven eight five six seven one three and my address is one hundred and fifty seven Ely Road Cres-"

I started saying, reeling off my old home address, "No, I mean, my address is fifteen Elm Road, the house is called Elm Tree House," I looked down at the table, hoping against hope she wouldn't mind that I came from a children's care home and still let me come and see Paddy.

"Okay, is that the children's care home?" Great.

"Yeah, can I still come and see Paddy?" I asked, throwing caution to the wind.

"Of course, why not?" She answered my question in another question. Looking confused as she did.

"Don't worry," I said grinning.

Then, Charlotte moved her head and I caught a glimpse of the girl, she had long brown hair, not unlike mine, and soft brown eyes. There was something about her that I recognised, I just couldn't find that thing, or where I recognised her from. It was a mystery. Then she moved her face to face mine and I saw something I hadn't seen before. I knew who she was. And I was gobsmacked. She couldn't be. How could she? She was ... She ... She was ... D ... She was dead, well, she was meant to be dead. She was meant to be dead. Dead!

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HORSE TERMS:

Arab cross Welsh Pony - Arab and Welsh Pony are both breeds of horse, the cross bit means she's part Arab part Welsh Pony.

Dun - This is a colour, it is like a golden yellow.

Stockings - This is a leg marking, it simply means that her legs are black(Or any other colour) up to her elbow/knees.

Sock - This is again a leg marking, it means that her legs are black(Or any other colour) up to her ankle/wrist.

Inside hind foot - The left back leg.

White half star - This is a marking on her face, it is like half a circle of white.

Forelock - This is the bit of mane that comes down over her face at the front.

Mane - Her hair.

Thirteen point two hands high (13.2hh) - This is how you measure horses, in hands. 13.2hh is about a 1.3 meters or 54 inches.

Hack (s) - A trek or a ride outside or through the countryside on your horse.

Outside front leg - The right front leg.

Welsh Pony cross Welsh Cob - This means part Welsh Pony breed and part Welsh Cob breed.

Heavy - This is a term used to describe horses which are quite stocky or were bred for cart pulling, can also mean strong.

Skewbald - A colour where the horse is white and there is patches of brown on the horse.

Thirteen point three hands high (13.3hh) - Slightly taller than 13.2 but not by much.

Wall eye - Horses usually have brown eyes and it is rare for a blue eye to be seen, however, you get a Wall eye when there is a patch of white covering the horse's eye. This is very rare and mostly only happens on a skewbald or piebald or tricoloured horses. A wall eye is a blue eye.

Piebald - A colour where the horse is white and there is patches of black on the horse.

Tricoloured - A colour where the horse is white and there is patches of both brown and black on the horse.

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