Scarlett (Complete) A Tracy Beaker Fanfic. Sequel to Willow

Paradise Lost

Chapter 2 - Paradise Lost.

"Scarlett!"

That's the tenth time that man has called me this morning.

"Wha?" I yell.

"Get up! You've school!"

I groan. Since me and Willow came to live with Jay where two hours away from our old school. We go to the school in the village now. We don't have to wear a uniform so its not so bad. I quickly change into skinny black jeans, purple plaid and a black shirt underneath that says PIMPIN in white letters. I quickly slip on my purple vans with black checkered pattern on them.

I slip out and go into the bathroom. I wash my face and put on some make up. I pull my brush threw my scarlett hair. God my outfit clashes with my hair. The things I do for my name is unbelievable.

"Hey hurry! The bus will be here in 10 minutes!" Willow says as she bangs on the door.

"Jesus give me a minute!"

"He might but the bus driver won't"

I laugh. She can be so funny when she wants to. She's happier now with Jay, Milly and me. It's like she's finally home.

I quickly rush out of the bathroom and into my room and grab my black school bag. I rush down the stairs. I make it to the last step. I stroll into the kitchen.

"Mornin peeps"

"Scarlett.. You didn't fall down the stairs!"

"Oh haha Jay your so funny I nearly wet meself laughin" I say rolling my eyes and picking up a piece of toast.

"Its a christmas mircale"

"Its May Jay"

"Ha May Jay"

I roll my eyes.

"Just drink your coffee"

"What are you two fighting about?" Willow asks walking into the room.

"Did you know that Scarlett didn't fall down the stairs this morning?"

"Yeah... Ooh.." She says smiling. Suddenly understanding.

"Whatever..."

I walk out of the room and into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

"Hey Jay you never got the post" Willow yells.

"Can you get it? I'm kinda in the middle of something"

"On what? Choking on your coffee?"

I start laughing as I wipe some tooth paste off my mouth. Hah she's getting to be more like me everyday.

I walk out of the bathroom and throw my bag that I dumped by the bathroom door, on my back.

"Willow... the bus will be there in 2 minutes come on!" I yell.

Willow walks out of the kitchen.

"Come on.." She says.

Her face is pale and she has fear in her eyes. I don't have time to ask what's going on before she pulls me out the door. The bus beeps at us to get a move on to the bus.

"Girls I'm not waiting for you two every morning!" Says our bus driver Johnny angryily.

"Sorry Johnny... Won't happen again"

We dump our bags in the bag rack and sit in the middle of the bus, behind Ava listen to her ipod. Ava's a nice girl with brown hair and blue eyes and a nice smile and good vibe but in the mornings on the bus, she likes to sit and listen to her music and not talk. She's different when we get on the bus to go home but she's always like this in the morning.

"What's wrong Willow?" I whisper, not wanting anybody on the bus to hear me.

She quickly fumbles in her jeans pocket. She pulls out an envalope. She hands it to me.

"This came for you this morning..."

"And? What's a letter got to do with ya bein scared?"

Who'd send me a letter? Who'd want to talk to me? Ma wasn't gettin any better in the rehab clinic. I stopped visting after I the fire at burny wood. The doctors told me it was only a matter of time before she would leave the clinic but did I really want to go back to her? I mean she watched the horrors of my life take place and did nothing to stop it. Sure she got the same as I did but at least I wasn't popping pills in the bathroom whenever Da wasn't home. At least I tried to get our lifes back to normal.

"I'll read it later" I say and stuff it in my sock.

Willow raises her eyes at my hidy hole.

"You put your money in your..?"

"School bag... I learned my lesson last time..."

I laugh at the memory of me trying to give the shop keeper the money from my sock. The look on her face was priceless.

Willow's smiling and shaking her head. I bet she's thinking of the shop keepers face.

"So again dah letter... Wha's got ya all wound up bout it? I mean it's only a letter"

"Did you say your Da's name was Nathan O'Connor?"

"Yeah?"

I don't like where this is going.

"Nathan O'Connor was on the return address"