The entrace gate was painted black, they were wide open too let the coming cars through. The building was very big and it had a point on the top with the words 'Waterloo Road' branded on it in red paint. There was hardly any grass, the bit that did have grass had a memorial for a pupil which was basically a few flowers and a bench. In the car park were four cars, a red Ferrari, black Range Rover, a silver Ford and a blue Kia. The entrace doors were three sets of two double doors, which were green with a silver handle and each side of the doors were two trees in a plant pot.
Three boys were on the roof, all racing to get the football that was stuck on top. A skinny lanky boy threw the ball back at the small boy on the ground who was wearing a green hoody. The ball bounced over his head and rolled over to my feet. I placed one foot on the ball and looked around at everyone else who was looking at me.
I was wearing black ankle boots with black socks which had a white frill that suck up above the top of my boots. My legs were bare and I also had a pleatted skirt on, with a white blouse that was tucked in with the school red and yellow tie hanging around my neck, on top of that was my school cardigan which was buttoned accept for the three at the top which was the same for my school blouse. My coat was a white leather jacket, which was quite unusal but it suited the uniform and my bag was a white Michael Kors one which my Grandma imported from America to our house in Spain. My skin was dark because of the sun in Spain, my eyes were green and my hair was naturally blonde but I died it brown. Beside me was a big black suitcase, which had leopard print top with a leopard print holder leaning on the top.
I took my foot off the ball and kicked it back.
"Cheers," The lanky boy on the roof shouted and I nodded. I grabbed the handle on the suitcase and pulled it up the drive way and tugged it up the three stairs towards the main entrance. There wasn't many people in the corridor, at the most three boys and two girls.
"Going on holiday?" A boy with pale skin and dark hair shouted,
"Could say that," I replied turning around. "Which way's the heads office?" I then asked and he pointed along the corridor.
"Along that corridor, third door on the left. The one with the window." I didn't know whether to knock and wait or knock and walk in or just walk in. I hesitated for a moment then banged on the door.
"Come in," A friendly voice shouted. I pushed open the door with my arm that wasn't carrying anything.
"I'm looking for Miss Hutchinson?" I curiously asked.
"She's through there," The fat dark haired lady pointed out and I pulled my suitcase through the door. I straightened my uniform out and banged on the door nervously.
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Sinead Hutchinson - Waterloo Road
FanfictionWhat happens to Lorna Hutchinson's reputation as Deputy Head of Waterloo Road when her estranged daughter, Sinead, turns up from her home in Spain suddenly? Will Lorna find out about Sinead's secret or will Bonnie keep it?