This is my first go at Bad Girls fanfic. Please tell me what you think and about anything I've done wrong.

First Love

Book One

Part One:

September 1980:

‘… And I don’t want any trouble from you, madam, do you here?’ her Mother drowned on as she drove the posh, red car through the countryside. Nikki, as usual, wasn’t taking the tiniest bit of notice of her, ‘ and if you have any problems- any whatsoever – your to go and see Paul at once. Are you listening Nicola?’
‘Yes Mum,’ came the lifeless reply.
‘Course she is, Mum,’ Paul, Nikki’s older brother, assured their Mother, Francine, ‘She looks up to her big brother, don’t you Nik?’ Nikki replied through means of a small smile, while thinking ‘You wish!’
‘She might even get herself a boyfriend, ey, Nik?’ Bounced gormless Paul.
‘A boyfriend?’ Nikki replied louder than she intended, in a disgusted voice. ‘I don’t want a boyfriend!’
‘And quite right, too. She’s just gone twelve, Paul, not 18. There’s plenty of time for that. Don’t you go giving her ideas. I’m warning you, boy. And if your results don’t pick up, I’ll have your guts for garters. Do you here me?’ barked Francine, ‘you ought to take a leaf out of Nicola’s book. She was top of the class in primary school, which is more than what can be said for YOU. Take no notice of him, Nicola.’
‘I don’t.’
For the rest of the journey to Ailsbury Boarding School, Nikki entertained herself with the cows in the field, and ignored the cow sitting in front of her. A strategic nod every so often kept her from the receiving end of her Mother’s tantrums. Paul, on the other hand, was almost in tears. Francine really was a dragon; she could make a fifteen-year-old boy cry. When they reached the school gates, their Mother stopped the car.
‘Why are you stopping the car here,’ asked Paul in a desperate attempt to make it up to their Mother.
‘Because I am.’ Came the cruel reply. Francine took from her handbag a small make-up bag and looked in her mirror. She straightened out her ginger wig and re-applied her make-up.
‘Should we just get out here, and walk to the entrance,’ asked Paul.
‘What? And get my shoes dirty? Don’t be so stupid, boy! Were you born with your born with your brains up your backside or what?’ Francine restarted the car and drove through the large, Victorian style gate. She parked the car as close to the large entrance of the Victorian building as she could, and trotted to the entrance in her usual over-camp fashion. When they were in the school, Francine spotted an old friend.
‘Lillian,’ she squealed flamboyantly.
‘Francine!’
Lillian and Francine ran up to each other in the same camp fashion and kissed each other on both cheeks.
‘… Gillian’s in your Paul’s year, Francine,’ said Lillian, ‘and my Cassaranda is starting this year too.’
‘It’s Cassie,’ interrupted the young girl. For the first time, Nikki’s eyes looked upon the girl. Nikki couldn’t help noticing how pretty she looked; she had startling blue eyes and short blonde hair. It was died and Lillian obviously didn’t approve. Nikki felt a slight tug at her heart-stings. Was this attraction, she asked herself? But that couldn’t be right. She was supposed to be attracted to boys. Still, she couldn’t take her eyes from this beautiful young girl. Her personality took Nikki by surprise; a gorgeous rebel. Her legs were like jelly; Nikki had never felt this way about anyone. All she wanted to do was to throw her arms around Cassie. Cassie’s eye contact with her confirmed her thoughts; Cassie felt the same way about her, too.

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Some of you may have noticed that I have had to change the dates to make Cassie and Nikki the same age; I’ve made Nikki a few years younger and Cassie few years older. I'm also pretty sure that Cassie's sister is called Gillian.

Thank you all for your comments. I definately have no intention of neglecting it. I will try and post a part as often as I can- hopefully once every day or two.

First Love

Part Two:

Nikki was so over-whelmed; so shocked… her world had just collapsed around her, with a loud and painful thump, which was bound to cause vibrations that would affect everyone close to Nikki, most of all, Nikki herself. She was attracted to a female! What would her Mother say? What would she think? Would her whole family hate her? All of this became too much for Nikki to cope with. She parted from the crowd uttering,
‘Toilet.’
‘Nicola?’ her Mother yelled in what she obviously thought was a caring tone. ‘Nicola, darling what’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost! Nicola!’
Nikki reached the toilets, which were positioned to the right of the large entrance hall. She flew at the door and nearly knocked it clean of its hinges. She heard it slam behind her when she reached the cubicle. She dove to the floor and threw up into the toilet. She heard her Mother dart into the room. The noise from her high-heeled shoes echoed in Nikki’s ears. All Nikki could feel was a nasty, lonely emptiness in the pit of her stomach. Her heart had dropped to her ankles. An evil desperation dominated her brain. She could feel tears roll down her cheeks like raindrops down a window. She opened her mouth to release a quiet squeal.
‘Nicola,’ her Mother growled like a bulldog from the cubicle door. Her tone was a lot less caring than before. ‘What on earth is wrong with you, girl?’
Francine then violently grabbed Nikki by the scruff of her neck, and dug her nails into it for spite’s sake. She threw her in the corner of the room and Nikki’s head banged against a basin. Nikki collapsed onto the floor in a flood of tears. Her vision became severely blurred. All she could see was her mother’s finger with the perfect red nail at the tip.
‘You’re to get yourself cleaned up at once. You’ve got five minutes. Don’t you even contemplate showing me up again. Is that clear?’ Francine screamed. Nikki nodded her head. Didn’t her Mother care? Was her Mother really just an old bitch? At that moment in time, Nikki understandably thought so. A few minutes past. Francine had left Nikki on the floor of a toilet. All alone. Nikki felt more alone than ever. She finally managed to pull her self to her feet. She stared at herself in the mirror. A plain little girl who’d never had a boyfriend.
‘I probably never will now,’ she reflected. She looked like a washed out dishcloth. More tears rolled down her inhumanly pale face. She turned on the cold tap and cupped her hands. She threw the water over her face. The chill stung her. Her brown eyes were filled with water. A young girl wandered through the door and looked at Nikki suspiciously.
‘Are you all right?’ the girl asked.
‘Fine, thanks.’
‘You don’t look it. Boyfriend trouble?’
‘What?’
‘What’re those marks on your neck?’ Nikki pulled out her one of her pigtails to hide the scars of her torture.
‘Nothing.’
‘Look, I can see your upset. I’ll leave you be.’ The girl went to the toilet and quickly left. Nikki, still looking at the mirror, rubbed her painful neck, and took a deep breath. She told herself that she looked like a pathetic little kid. Pigtails; no make-up; just a face-full of hurt. She pulled out her other pigtail from her scarily normal brown-black hair and threw the bobbles into a corner. She then roughed her hair up a little, before using her short bare nails as a comb, running them through her hair. She wiped her face on her blazer sleeve. She decided to put on a front and hide her emotions behind a mask. She returned to the small gathering ready to face the world… the entire world except Cassie.
‘Are you OK, dear,’ asked Lillian.
‘Fine, just felt a little sick, that’s all.’
‘Well so long as you’re feeling better now,’ said Paul.
The conversation continued as usual, as Nikki’s eyes were naturally drawn towards Cassie, though she didn’t want them to be. Cassie’s face was arranged into a caring, worried fashion. Francine, who whispered very rudely to Nikki so her crony didn’t hear, interrupted her thoughts:
‘What have you done with your hair? It looks like a judges wig.’
‘As long as it doesn’t look like yours… Anyway you wouldn’t want Lillian to know how violent you were to your children, would you?’ Nikki replied slyly. Francine was taken aback. Nikki had never dared speak to her in that manner before. But she knew Nikki was talking sense; she certainly didn’t want Lillian to know. For once in her life, she left things alone and joined into the conversation, as Nikki and Cassie exchanged loving glances.

Sorry it's late!

Part Three:

While Cassie continued to ogle Nikki as unobviously as possible, Nikki, who was still mentally traumatised, although she hid it well, tried to ignore her feelings towards Cassie. The constant chatter seemed like a senseless array of buzzes to Nikki. She was closely examining her feelings, thoughts and emotions, as well as her aims and ambitions in life. How much would the way she was affect her life? A lot? A little? Not at all? Then her thoughts unwillingly turned to her Mother. That dark, evil corner of her mind that she previously refused to think about. If she got her head banged against a sink and claws dug deep into her neck for ‘showing-up’ her Mother, what would she get for being attracted to women? Hung, drawn and quartered? It seemed probable to Nikki at the time. Nikki’s thoughts were interrupted, as her brother spoke to her, shaking her out of her trance of thoughts.
‘Nikki! Nikki! There’s your Head Of Year.’
‘What?’
‘Mrs. Green- she’ll want all first-years. Go on, then.’
‘Could all first years please line up here,’ said Mrs. Green in a stern, strict yet welcoming voice. The smallest of the pupils parted from their friends and family and lined up to the left of Mrs. Green.
‘Now remember, Nicola, I don’t want any trouble from you, and you’re to see Paul with any troubles. OK?’
‘Yeah,’ said Nikki nodding, though she was careful not to make eye contact with Francine.
‘See you later, sis,’ Smiled Paul.
‘Bye.’
‘Right then,’ Nikki over-heard Cassie talking to her Mother and sister. ‘I’ll see you two later. Ciao!’
‘Bye, love.’ Said her Mother.
‘Yeah, see you, Cas.’ Said her sister.
‘Come on, Nikki,’ grinned Cassie, ‘I’ll walk with you.’
‘Great,’ replied Nikki unenthusiastically.
‘Looks like those to have made friends,’ commented Lillian to Francine.
‘Doesn’t it just!’ replied Francine. She didn’t know how true her words would be.
Nikki, however, was not amused. The teacher had led them through some large doors and into a corridor. Nikki and Cassie finally got a chance to speak:
‘What the hell do you think you’re doing?’ Nikki cried.
‘What do you mean, babe?’ asked Cassie.
‘Don’t call me that.’
‘Perhaps it is too soon… So when did you find out that you were a lesbian?’
‘A what?’ Nikki thought that she misheard Cassie because of the noise from the rest of their year-group. Already, the line had turned into a thick crowd.
‘Lesbian. Don’t tell me…’
‘Don’t tell you what?’
‘You do know what a lesbian is, don’t you?’
‘A type of fish, innit?’ replied Nikki randomly. Cassie burst out in laughter at this suggestion.
‘No!’ she laughed, but stopped when Nikki told her to be quiet. Nikki realised how much attention she was attracting from the other students, not that this would have bothered Cassie. ‘Anymore guesses, then?’
‘Just a minute… I’m not Portuguese!’
‘What the hell are you talking about now?’
‘Lisbon… that’s the capital of Portugal.’
‘Is it? So?’
‘A lisbian would come from there- right?’
‘It’s lesbian, not lisbian.’
‘Well I haven’t got the foggiest and I can’t say I care- OK?’ at this, Nikki tried to get away from Cassie, but other pupils blocked her as they were following the teacher. She turned around to try the other direction, but Cassie spoke to her.
‘You’re one, though aren’t you?’
‘If I knew what one was, then I might be able to tell you.’
‘It’s a…’
‘Right, pupils, you will spend the rest of today unpacking your things and getting to know your classmates. Mr Henry here is going to help me sort you into dormitories. There are two people to a dormitory. Who you share your dormitory with is determined by alphabetical order. Could the boys please line up next to Mr Henry and the girls next to me.’ Mrs. Green’s timing couldn’t have been any worse, for Cassie and Nikki. She had stopped them all outside a large door with ‘Dormitories’ painted above it. By now, the line had become a thick queue. Nikki and Cassie scrambled through the crowds and lined up near the back of the girls line. Mr Henry struggled to push the two large doors open, but when he did, Nikki was amazed at what she saw. The corridor was the length of two football pitches and was about two foot wide. There were about three hundred doors on either side of the walls.
While Mrs Green read out a long list of girl’s names, and Mr Henry a long list of boy’s, Nikki wondered what Cassie meant. What the hell was a lesbian when it was at home? She didn’t dare ask Cassie what it meant, as they were warned not to talk while the dormitories were being sorted. She also wondered why she fancied Cassie. She didn’t want to fancy women. She wanted to be normal. She intended to ignore her feelings and put as much space between her and Cassie as possible.
There were only a few people left, when Mrs Green shouted:
‘… Tyler, Cassaranda.’
‘It’s Cassie.’
‘Right… and you’re sharing with… Wade, Nicola.’
‘What?’ cried Nikki, ‘No way. I don’t want to share with her!’
‘Tough. Look, it’s in alphabetical order.’ Mrs Green informed Nikki, ‘Wade is after Tyler. No ‘U’s or ‘V’s. And you’re in dormitory 112. Go on then.’
While this was a nightmare to Nikki, it was a dream for Cassie.

This parts a bit long- I got carried away, you see!

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Part Four:

Nikki couldn’t believe her bad luck; just as she decided to keep her distance from Cassie, she had been told in no uncertain terms that she had no choice in the matter of sharing a dormitory with her. Maybe if she explained… ‘No,’ she thought. She’d already made a scene when she was told to share a dormitory with Cassie. She didn’t want to create a fuss when she’d just started the school.
Nikki strolled along the corridor, half-hoping that Mrs Green would shout her back and tell there’d been a mistake. She didn’t. When Nikki finally reached dormitory number 112, she pushed the door open and dumped her suitcase on the floor. Cassie followed her in dumped her cases next to Nikki’s, and shut the door behind her. Nikki was standing towards the other side of the room, looking out the window at the picturesque view. She tried to persuade herself that the lake was beautiful; the trees were beautiful, that the whole world around her was beautiful, but she could not. The only thing that popped into her head when she thought of the word ‘beautiful’ was Cassie’s face. So soft, tender… gorgeous. Again, Nikki tried to stop herself thinking like that. She could not. It was becoming more of a challenge to stop her thoughts turning to Cassie as every second passed. It felt like her heart swelled to make more room for more love for Cassie, as the love she had spare was not enough. ‘Why should I ignore my feelings?’ Nikki asked herself. ‘Why should I base my life on what other’s think? Why can’t I love Cassie? Why can’t I be me?’
Cassie crept up to Nikki as she was thinking. She tapped her lovingly on her back, and Nikki sharply turned around when the thought of clasping eyes on Cassie came to mind. Even though it was just seconds ago that she last seen Cassie, she still seemed more beautiful than what she remembered. As their eyes met, more love was released; the passion was building, just ready to burst into flames… Like a phoenix when it’s old self perishes to form a more desirable and beautiful bird. That’s how Nikki felt at that second in time. Her old self was behind her; that average looking young girl, that clever goody-goody, that fearful young girl with so much to wish for. Now she had nothing to wish for, for she had Cassie. The most beautiful person in the world. More beautiful then any old river or valley. More beautiful than life itself, even. The most beautiful thing to ever grace the Earth. And the best thing, the best thing was that she was Nikki’s. Nikki had her all to herself. The moment couldn’t have been more perfect for the first time for their lips to embrace each other. Cassie gently laid the palms of her hands on Nikki’s arms, before carefully squeezing them around Nikki’s body. Nikki instantly responded by rubbing the back of Cassie’s head with her hands. She let her thin, blonde hair run through her fingers, and wrapped the other arm around Cassie, just above her waist. Cassie then tenderly laid her lips onto Nikki’s. The fusion of innocent, active love was portrayed so openly, so beautifully… It was as if they needed one another to breathe, to live, to inject meaning into their lives. For those few seconds, they did. They were inseparable, it was like their bodies combined together to form one, like their hearts joined together and beated as one. It was as if a sole was halved when they were born, and half was given to each of them. They were destined to be together… forever. Their soles were one. The two halved needed to re-join.
Cassie took her lips away from Nikki’s.
‘That’s a lesbian, babe. You and me. Together. It’s just meant to be. Some things are. Tell me you love me.’
Although the words ‘I love you’ processed in Nikki’s brain, they failed to travel to her mouth. She couldn’t release her emotions. There was a term for being attracted to women… Lesbian. Nikki didn’t like the sound of it. It didn’t seem right. She didn’t want to be a lesbian. She just wanted to love Cassie… But she couldn’t.
‘Nik?’
‘I can’t Cassie. This isn’t right. It’s unnatural. It’s wrong.’ Nikki pulled away from Cassie’s grip and heartbroken, she walked to the door. Cassie collapsed onto the bed.
‘How can it be wrong? It couldn’t be more right. I love you.’
‘Well I don’t love you.’
‘You’re lying!’
‘Am I?’
‘Yes… Where are you going? You can’t just run away from your heart, from what you feel. You can’t just run away from me. You can’t leave me!’
‘I can and I will. It’s what has to be. I’m sorry.’
Nikki’s sense of what was right over-took her emotions, her feelings, even her love.
‘Tell me you won’t think about me. Tell me truthfully. Then I’ll believe you.’ When Cassie uttered these words, there was a death-like pause that seemed to last for all eternity. Cassie’s large, sorrowful eyes stared at into Nikki’s in hope. Hope was all Cassie would have left. She wanted Nikki, not hope.
‘I won’t think about you.’ Cassie continued to look closely into Nikki’s eyes and instantly began to cry. She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t live. She needed Nikki. She fell back onto the bed and sunk into it. The tears rolled from her face, the squeals violently left her mouth. With that, Nikki picked up her suitcase and headed for the door, to open the door and release the love from their little nest of passion. It would be gone forever, she knew that. She also knew that she couldn’t just stay at school. She was going to leave, hoping she’d catch her Mother before she left. She didn’t know how longer the other years would have to wait in the entrance hall. She had to go to a different school. She looked back at Cassie crying, and although her heart was telling her that she was doing the wrong thing, her head was telling her otherwise.
‘I love you,’ cried Cassie. Nikki didn’t reply. She thought twice before she pulled open the door, by doing so saying goodbye to love forever. But was too late. The damage was done. She had opened the door. Before her stood the most evil, ugly woman you could ever imagine. Mrs Green. How ugly she looked was unthinkable. She didn’t look that bad before.
‘M- Mrs Green?’
‘Lesbian activities… Just where do you think you’re going, Miss Wade? I don’t think this matter is settled yet.’

I am so very sorry about how late this is. Ive had so much on of late. So witjout further ado...

PART 5:

‘N-nowhere…’ Mumbled Nikki.
‘Damn right your going nowhere. Get in that dormitory at once.’ Mrs Green shoved Nikki into the room. Nikki glanced towards Cassie, who was by now sitting on the bed with no tears from her eyes. You’d have thought that she hadn’t been crying in the first place.
‘WELL?’ The evil witch screamed.
‘Fine never better… yourself?’ Cassie replied sarcastically.
‘How dare you insult my authority!?’
‘What authority would that be’, smirked Cassie. She rudely stared at Mrs Green in a demeaning manner, as she cheekily added, ‘… miss?’
‘I’m warning you Tyler.’
‘Really?’
‘Sit on that bed and be quiet until you are spoken to.’
‘Whatever.’ Mrs Green, however, ignored this comment.
‘Miss Wade,’ she began.
‘Yes miss?’
‘What have you got to say on the subject?’
‘Oh… erm…’ Nikki grumbled. Cassie walked from the bed and stood in front of Nikki. She stared at Mrs Green into straight in her iguana-like eyes.
‘What subject would that be, Miss? English or Maths?’
‘Lesbian activities, Tyler, lesbian activities.’
‘I have no idea what you are talking about.’
‘You know perfectly well what I’m talking about. And didn’t I tell you to SIT ON THAT BED?’
‘Now do you know what this… woman is talking about Nikki?’ Cassie asked, ignoring Mrs Green’s request.
‘Er… no.’ Nikki replied in shock.
‘I see…’
‘Opened our eyes then, have we?’ Cassie taunted. Again, Mrs Green ignored her.
‘… denying it, then?’
‘Denying what?’
‘LESBIAN ACTIVITIES- THAT’S WHAT!’
‘We’re denying it because it’s a pile of shite.’
‘Language, Miss Tyler.’
‘English.’
‘So you’re telling me you’re not a lesbian?’
‘Oh no! I am a lesbian.’
‘So you’re admitting it now?’
‘Just because we’re both dykes dosen’t mean we shagged.’ Mrs Green’s face arranged itself into a disgusted pose, and she backed off a few feet. Nikki looked at Cassie in shock. Nikki didn’t know what she was at that moment in time. ‘I am only twelve, you know. I want to be a nun when I grow up.’
‘I’m going to get you one day, Tyler. Mark my words.’
‘Yeah. Anytime, Miss.’
‘But you’ll have to prove it first though, Miss, won’t you?’ Nikki uttered, as she finally found her voice. ‘No witnesses.’
Mrs Green gave them both a look of pure venom, before storming out the dormitory, slamming the door very hard behind her.

Well what do you know? I decided to have a look and it appears the next part was nearly complete! I just had to add a bit more, and vuella...

PART 6:

‘That showed that bitch, didn’t it Nik?’ Cassie asked nervously. ‘Nikki?’
‘Yeah…’ replied Nikki lifelessly, staring out the window.
‘I’ll just erm… get your cases…’ said Cassie, waiting for a reaction from Nikki, a sign of her feelings… anything. Cassie glanced at Nikki for a few seconds, before retrieving Nikki’s cases from next to the door and placing them next to the large oak wardrobe towards the other side of the room. ‘That case is pretty heavy… what have you got in it?’
‘Just clothes and stuff.’
‘Come on, you can do better than that, doll.’
‘Look, Cassie, I just need some time to think. Alone…’
‘Fine. Whatever.’ Cassie, who was by this time a bit miffed off, left the room and Nikki heard her knock on the door of the next dormitory, before barging in without waiting for an answer.
‘Hi. I’m Cassie. You are?’
‘Oh Hi,’ came the reply from the girl, who was obviously taken aback at Cassie’s confidence, ‘I’m Nina, this is Leah.’
‘I’m in the dormitory next door.’
‘Who are you sharing with?’
‘Nikki Wade… long-ish brown hair, brown eyes…’
‘Oh yeah I know the one.’
‘Where is she then?’ the other girl, Leah, asked.
‘Oh… she’s er… just getting her stuff put away. So what do you think of that teacher then?’ asked Cassie, quickly changing the subject.
‘Who Mrs Green?’
‘Yeah.’
‘We heard heard her shouting at you two before.’
‘Oh… load of bollocks about me and Nikki arguing over the top bunk. I’m not really that bothered to tell the truth. Just having a laugh winding Nikki up. For some reason, old people don’t seem to know the meaning of having a laugh.’
‘She’s not that old, is she?’
‘Well… she’s a sort of semi-wrinkly.’
The three girls laughed and talked on for a bit as Nikki thought about things. Well one thing was for sure: she couldn’t leave now. She’d just have to cope. And she expected Mrs. Green to be on her back from now on. Perhaps if she tried to get a boyfriend, she’d forget about Cassie. She was unconvinced, but thought it was worth a go. Although Nikki never showed off or anything, she was always aware of her external image. Maybe she could become a… lesbian, was it? She meant to say, that was how she felt. But was it right. ‘How can it be wrong?’ replied Cassie in her head. Nikki ignored this and went back to listening to Cassie’s conversation.
‘So do you have a boyfriend?’ slushed one of the other girls.
‘Boyfriend? You’ve got to be joking!’ replied Cassie, all to quickly.
‘Oh?’
‘So what about you,’ enquired Cassie, a tone of amusment in her voice. ‘Do you two have ‘boyfriends’?’
‘Erm… no,’ replied one of the girls. ‘But Nina does,’ she added enviously.
‘Yeah?’
‘Dan,’ Nina enthused. ‘He’s gorgeous.’
Nikki heard a drawer slam shut.
‘So how come you don’t want a boyfriend,’ asked Leah.
‘What? Oh I’m a lesbian,’ revealed Cassie so casually you’d have thought she was telling them her age. Nikki’s heart dropped as she heard those words… What if Cassie told them about her? There was a dead silence in the dormitory next door until Cassie spoke:
‘What?’
‘Well… how old are you?’ asked Leah in shock.
‘Twelve.’
‘Well how the hell do you know?’
‘I’ve known since I was ten… no point denying it now, is there?’
‘Yeah but how did you like… find out?’ asked Nina.
‘Simple- I find women attractive. Same way you find men attractive. Nothing I can do about it. Tried changing it for a while, but, well, you might as well stand on the beach and tell the tide not to come in.’ Cassie seemed to be almost enjoying being interogated about her sexuality. Amazing! Nikki found herself admiring her…
‘So how can you be sure?’
‘The same way that you are… You are straight, aren’t you?’
Nikki was shocked that the other two girls understood Cassie’s ‘’language’’; if someone had asked her what a lesbian was yesterday, she would have guessed it was a foreign word… perhaps a native Spanish dish or something. Lesbian… Nikki felt… alive when she called herself that… Her thoughts were interupted by Nina’s reply to Cassie’s question:
‘I’m not sure now that you come to mention it… I’m confused now.’
‘You what?’ cried Leah. ‘I’m straight. I fancy men.’
Cassie giggled.
‘So, Nina, any elaboration on that?’
‘I’ll tell you what,’ Nina began, ‘Why don’t…’ she lowered her voice slightly, ‘Why don’t… you kiss me and I’ll be able to tell. Just once.’
Nikki quickly turned her head towards the wall it shock. She felt like it was a very, very hot day, and then a downpour come on, ever so suddenly… Her heart felt like it was torn from her chest and she saw red before her eyes. ‘Blood’ she told herself. Her head was thumping… Nikki never could control her jealousy... Before she knew it, Nikki had stormed into the dormitory and there was Nina, on the floor with a red mark on her cheek. Nikki glanced from Nina, to Leah, who was desperately trying to control her laughter, to Cassie, who looked as though the whole World had just seen her back-side.

PART 7:

‘What the hell were you thinking?’ screamed Cassie. By this time, her and Nikki were back in their own dormitory. Nina had agreed to keep quiet about the assault. ‘I can safely say that I’ve never felt so embarrassed in my whole life. I don’t believe this…’ Nikki shrugged as she looked down at her shoes, unable to look Cassie in the eye. Cassie paused as if waiting for Nikki to say something, but she didn’t so she continued.
‘You’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing,’ she accused, ‘you seem so timid…’
Again, Nikki shrugged.
‘Well are you just going to sit there, studying your shoes, or have you got a contribution?’
Nikki slowly lifted her head up and looked Cassie straight in the eye.
‘This isn’t right.’
‘What?’
‘This whole… lesbian thing. I’m not a lesbian, never have been, never will be, just drop it, OK? Go and get another girlfriend. That Nina seemed keen.’
‘Yeah until you went and thumped her… Oh fine Nikki. Do you know what, I don’t know what I seen in you in the first place. Christ, you didn’t even know what a lesbian was before today. You don’t want me? Fine. I don’t want you either.’
Cassie quickly turned and continued unpacking her suitcase. She put on a brave face, but inside her heart was crumbling into smithereens. Nikki didn’t know what to feel… she just felt numb inside. The pair never spoke for the rest of the evening, and at lights out at 9 p.m., Nikki lay awake, as Cassie silently cried herself to sleep. Her last thought before she fell asleep was ‘It’s a cruel world.’
Nikki’s thinking, however, was the complete opposite to Cassie’s. Her parent’s were strict Catholics. For a minute, Nikki’s Mother’s face appeared inside her head Nikki was reliving something she had once said to her:
‘God will give you many tests in life, Nicola. You must always obey the Ten Commandments and never let the devil tempt you. Obey my words, Nicola, for then you will be reserved a place in heaven. Do you hear me?’
Nikki was a bright girl. She thought long and hard about the situation she had found herself in, and concluded that this was one of God’s little tests. She had to resist, like her Mother had taught her to.
The next morning, Cassie decided to make her peace with Nikki. Despite only knowing her for not even a day and despite being only twelve, Cassie had developed deep feelings for Nikki. Nikki however was having none of it. When the pair were awoken at seven o’clock by a loud bell being rang down the corridor, Cassie began to speak to Nikki:
‘Look, Nikki,’ she began nervously, ‘you know how much I love you. Please, give love a chance.’
Nikki ignored this comment for a few seconds, but replied, hastily:
‘I am twelve years old.’
‘And?’
‘I’m too young, and even if I wasn’t, I’m not a lesbian. Now I told you last night, leave me alone!’
‘Fine. Do you know what? Don’t even bother to speak to me.’
‘Suits me fine.’
‘Good.’

I think I owe you all a massive apology, and I'm sure you'll agree with me.

I wrote Part 8 a few months ago, and posted it on BG Web as BGOL was down at the time. Well, here it is, and please note that this part includes an instance of bad language. I'm sorry if this offends you in any way.

PART 8:

October, 1980

Nikki and Cassie hardly spoke in their first month at Ailsbury Boarding School, despite sharing a dormitory. Cassie took Nikki's rejection badly, and took to reminding her constantly how much she loved her. She looked a shadow of her former self. Her hair was always a mess and little sleep had taken its toll on her. She had heavy bags beneath her eyes, and didn't bother with the make-up anymore... the vivacious, gorgeous, rebellious Cassie was no more. She was the laughing-stock of the whole playground, and Nikki didn't seem to care. In fact, she did, but she ignored her feelings. Her Mother's words echoed in her mind whenever she thought about Cassie. Rumours were flying around the school faster than shit hit the pan. Behind their backs, people were gossiping about Nikki, Cassie and, to a lesser extent, Nina, thanks to Leah not being able to keep her mouth shut. She had told the whole year group about the episode on the first night of Ailsbury Boarding School. Nina had fell out with Leah because of this. She was now good friend to Cassie and stuck by her during these hard times. Nikki was not that fortunate as far as friends went. Both Nina and Leah didn't speak to her and she didn't have any proper friends. This didn't bother Nikki. She was then as she is now: a loner.
The situation took a turn for the worst in mid-October, when Cassie looked particularly dreadful. She decided to beg Nikki one last time to love her. Then, and only then, could she ignore the taunts and the rejection from her schoolmates.
It was 2 O'clock in the afternoon, and half way through afternoon break. Nikki, having stood outside the classroom all breaktime, was first in the queue, waiting for a double dosage of English care of Mrs. Green. Cassie, accompanied as usual by Nina, entered the door at the top of the staircase into the English corridor. For just one, split second, Cassie and Nikki's eyes met. Each found a daring, beautiful love ready to be unleashed within each other's eyes. Nina simply pulled a disgusted face at Nikki, as if she was something she'd just trod in; as far as she was concerned, it wasn't far from the truth. Nikki simply turned away from them both. While Nina went to see a teacher, Mr. Rodd, along the corridor, Cassie seized the opportunity. Without a second thought, or glace, she swiftly headed towards Nikki.
'Why are you doing this to me? Nikki?' she begged in desperation when she reached Nikki.
'Leave me alone.'
'Please, Nikki, just hear me out.'
'I said no.'
'Please?'
Meanwhile, Nina had finished speaking with Mr. Rodd and had left the classroom. She was close enough to see that Nikki was being nasty to Cassie, and could just hear the conversation. She looked on for a moment, but soon enough, her envy overtook her, and she stormed over to them, in time to hear Nikki's reply to Cassie.
'Look, no offense, but will you please just fuck off?'
'There's no need to speak to her like that,' she told Nikki.
'Nina,' Cassie interjected.
'It's got nothing to do with you, you bitch, now will the pair of you just leave me alone?' snapped Nikki.
'Come on, Cassie, she's not worth your time or effort,' said Nina, with a glimmer of hope.
'Listen to your girlfriend, and get lost,' barked Nikki to Cassie, who then span round and ran back down the stairs.
'There was no need to speak to her like that.'
'Just go after her and leave me in peace. I said now.'
'I don't take orders from you, Wade, you bitch!'
'Piss off!'
Nina had then lost her temper completely. She slapped Nikki in the face as a flood of students filled the corridor via the staircase: break had ended. To cries of support and mostly mockery, laughter, and the intense buzz of excitement, Nikki punched Nina in the face and sent her flying into the crowd. She dove back with a vengeance, striking Nikki in the face, and forcing her through the classroom door. They were on the floor, rolling around on top of each other and pulling each other's hair, when Nina jumped from Nikki and ran for the door, which was now blocked my the cheering crowds. Nikki, however, was unwilling to leave it at that. She picked up a blackboard-rubber from Mrs. Green's desk, and lunged it at Nina, hitting her hardly on the back off her head. Nina ran straight back to her, lunged on her, and the pair tumbled over a nearby table, knocking it and several other over. Nikki jumped to her feet and toppled yet another desk over Nina, who quickly threw it off herself, and scratched Nikki's face, and as the blood trickled down Nikki's blazer, she clenched Nina's face, digging her claws into it. Nina then threw Nikki over, but Nikki jumped back up, and again, the pair were on the floor pulling at their hair when a furious Mrs. Green stormed through the door.
'Never, in all my time at Ailsbury... Wait until your Mothers hear of this,' she threatened, pointing the finger. Nikki and Nina immediately jumped to their feet and stopped fighting, and the crowd fell silent.

To be continued...

I'm sorry to say that I won't be able to update 'First Love' for at least another few weeks. I apologize for this, but I am currently writing another piece of fan-fiction, which centres around a possible outcome for Series 6. I haven't posted it yet, and won't until it is finished because it is a very complex story. When I have finished it, however, I will be posting it weekly and perhaps even more often. But when I do manage to finish it, I will begin writng 'First Love' again, posting both fictions reguarly.

Sorry again,

KB28.

Part Ten:

Mrs. Green opened Nikki and the late Cassie's dorm room for me.  She showed me the beds and who it belonged too.  I sat on Cassie's bed because Nikki will need somewhere to sit down when she hears the news.  I wondered where Nikki was because I didn't see her outside.

"Do you want me to get Nikki for you?"

"Yes, I need to talk to her, thank you.  Do you know where she is?"

"I have a very good hunch whe she could be.  If she's not in this room then chances are she's at the library reading a book.  She's very much a loner and she reads a lot, though I think there's something else 'odd' about her."

"Yes there is Mrs. Green, but don't worry about it I'll take care of it."  I said showing my charming smile to her.

"As well, thank you very much Mrs. Green."

"No problem, you got rid of one of the most difficult girls in the school, I couldn't thank you enough for that."

So she went to get Nikki for me.  At that time I got myself prepared for my encounter with Nikki.  I noticed that there's an old-fashion heater which is right below a large window in the room, that gave me an idea.  About 10 minutes later Nikki came in the room.

"Hi Nikki."  I saw with a much calmness and sensitivity as I can while still not sounding like a faggot.

"Who are you."

"Who I am is not important, but what I'm about to tell you is."

"Well what is it?"  She said innocently.

"Please have a seat."

So she sat down on her bed while I was still sitting down on the late Cassie's bed.

"I have some very unfortunate news to tell you.  Cassie is no longer with us."

"What do you mean?"  Nikki said rather naievely.

"I mean that Cassie is dead.  She committed suicide."

When I said that Nikki was doing her best not to cry but she wasn't fooling me.  I knew deep down inside she wanted to die too and she also knew that she was to blame for it.  And I'm gonna milk everything out of her guilt.

"Well good riddance, she was an annoying brat anyways."  I wanted to say Who the hell are you fooling girl?

"Can you really say that Nikki?"  I said to her calmly with my eyes looking straight at her, but she couldn't look at me directly.

"She killed herself because she loved you and you wouldn't return her love.  The sad part about it is that you did loved her.  Can you look at me straight in my eyes and tell me that you don't love her?"

She tried her best but she couldn't look at me and instead she broke down and cried.

"See you couldn't even look at me Nikki"  I said to her reasonably.

"I did, I did loved her, and I still do love her even though she's gone, I love her more than anything else.  She was the only happy thing in my life, but everytime I looked at her I see my mother's face warning me about my attraction to Cassie."  Well at least her mother installed some sense into her.

"Well Nikki, it's your fault that she's no longer with us."  Nikki started to cry more.

"But there is something you can do about it." I said.

"Really?  What?"

"You see that noose that's tied to the heater over there?  Well you can put it around your neck and jump out of the window."  I sad with as much care and sensitivity as I can, I mean what I'm trying to persuade her to do is anything but caring and sensitive.

Nikki was surprised at my last comment for a while, then she spoke to me

"You mean I should committ suicide?  But that's against God's will."

"Don't think of it as suicide Nikki, think of it as putting all your pains to a final rest."

"But really why would I want to do that?"

"Well in your case many reasons."  I said honestly.  I mean this girl's life is really messed up.

"Well for starters the only person who truely loved you is dead.  Then there's your mother Francine who brutally beats you and your brother every change she can get.  Then of course there's Mrs. Green, she's not as brutal as your mother is but now she suspects that you are involved in lesbian activities.  She doesn't like it as much as your mother does and she's keeping a close eye on you.  If she catches you again she will give you a beating."

Nikki was very much in tears and in fear, right where I wanted her.

"But that's not it.  Mrs. Green might have you expelled from the boarding school because of it.  Then she would probably tell your mother about your 'lesbian activities' and you know how your mother feels about homosexuality.  Of course when you're expelled from school you will have no other choice but to go back to your mother's house.  And with the fact that your mother knows that you're a lesbian...oh my, it won't be a pretty sight.  Let's just say it would suck to be you when that times comes."

After those statement Nikki was crying like a waterfall.

"So I really don't have much to live for?" she said sadly.

"No, you don't."  I said bluntly.  "However at least you have the chance to join Cassie in spirit."

She cried a few more minutes then she stopped crying and started to look at the noose.  Then she got up from her bed and walked right to the heater.  She held the noose in her hands and just held it for 5 minutes.  I wish she just get it over with, there's a George Benson concert going on today and I'm gonna be late for it.

Then she eventually put the noose around her neck and then got on the top of the heater.  She was now looking at the window.  I got off Cassie's bed and came within an arm's length of her.  I was there just in case if she needed a 'helping hand'.  

About a minute later she turned her head around and told me "Take good care of mum will you please?"

"Huh?"  I didn't know what else to say, why would she want me to take care of her mother who beats her like an dirty rug?

Then Nikki's parting words were "Cassie, I'm coming to join you my love."  Finally she jumped out of the window.  I thought it was gonna be a quiet one, but it turned out to be like that scene from the move The Omen .  Her body crashed into the window below.  But at least she's dead now.  

I went outside and took some pictures of her with my Poloroid camera, since digital cameras aren't even thought of yet.  Who knows, it might be useful.  However that message she gave me was still going on in my head.  Then it hit me.  A big Cheshire cat smile lit up my face.

"Don't worry Nikki, I'll take good care of your mother alright..."

Part Eleven:

The next day I went to Nikki's house, where her brother Paul and her mother Francine lives.  I promised Nikki that I would take good care of her mother and that's exactly what I'm gonna do.  Although Nikki is now dead, this favour I'm doing can at least benefit her brother.  I got into the house and waited for Francine to come home.  This is one old and moldy house that would depress anybody who's under 55, and I'm in my fourties!  Lots of antique junk and cheap crap, the only thing new (by 1980 standards) is their television, at least it has a remote control!  

Then Francine steps into the house, I was in the kitchen waiting for her.  She got in the kitchen and she was surprised to see.

"Who the bloody hell are you?  And how did you get in here?"

"Who I am is not important to you, and I got in because British home security ain't worth shit."  That not true how I got in.  Paul gave me a extra spare key to use.

"What's more important is the news I have to tell you.  It's about your daughter."

"What happened to my daughter?  Is she OK"   yeah right, like this bitch was ever concern about her daughter's welfare.

"Unfortunately no, she's not alright.  Mrs. Wade, your daughter has committed suicide."

"What?  I don't believe you.  This must be some kind of a sick joke.  I don't like this sick joke one bit, so you better take your arse out of this house before I have your guts for garters."  This woman must be mad, thinking that she can whip my ass.

"You don't believe me, well here's proof:"  I then showed her the pictures I took of Nikki's body hanging on a noose.  She then collapsed on the floor and started to cry.

"My baby's gone!  She's gone!  Why did she killed herself."  and she kept on moaning and crying.  I'm very surprised at how oblivious that bitch was about how she fucked up her kids lives.

"Do you know why she killed herself Francine?"

"Why?"

"Because of you, you ugly crusty bitch."  I said that to her with vile.  She was shocked at my comments.

"You threw her around like a rag doll, embarressed her in front of the public, beated her with a metal pipe at one time, kicked her down the steps, burned her with an iron, and I haven't even got around to your son!"

She was livid at me for what I said, but I wasn't done yet.

"You put her ass through a lot of pain and she thought the only way to end it was to kill herself."  That was partially true, but you know the real reason.  Now Francine's was really lying on the floor like the dog she was, crying so much that her mascara was all over her face, and that was an ugly-ass sight.

"But you know what?  She told one thing before she passed away."

"What is it?" she said while still sobbering.

"She told me to take good care you."

"Oh that's so nice of her, I brought her up real well then."

I wanted to laugh at that dumb-ass comment so badly, but instead I told her "That's not what she really meant.  What she really meant was for me to BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF YOU!"

So I grabbed my baseball bat and hit her first in the back, then I hit her a few times on the ribs and legs, and finally one upside her head.  She was in terrible pain now, so I stop to insult her even more.

"Hah, it's about time your old wrinkled ass got kicked, you ugly crusty-ass bitch!"

However when I thought she was too hurt to do anything, she totally surprised me by going Freddy Kruger on my ass!  This some four years before the movie came out!  Somehow she got up on her knees and slashed my face with her red nails, that stunned me for a while.  Blood was dripping from the left side my face.

"Bitch, who da fuck do ya think you are?  Wolverine from the American comic X-Men ?"

She then grabbed a knife and charged towards me, but as soon as she got close enough I sidestepped to my left and left-hooked that ugly-ass bitch in her jaw, she dropped like Tommy Herns as the knife flew out of her hand.

I came up to her and said "I was gonna kill you the quick, easy, and painless way, but now I'm gonna kill you the long, hard, and painful way."  So I grabbed that bitch by her head (the wig flew off when I punched her) and then slammed her head on the table twice.  She had a big knot on her head, then I took her fingers and broke every single one of them, now she was screaming in serious pain.  Then I pulled out all of her fingernails with a pair of pliers.  She was screaming like crazy.

"That will teach you not to scratch me again bitch!"

Then I slapped her for being so damn ugly and slapped her again for being a bitch to her son.  I was about to pull out the branding iron and burn the words 'NONCE' on her forehead, but I saw something better by the corner of my eye.  I saw a well-heated waffle iron.  So I tied her hands together behind her back and dragged her by the collar of her blouse, she saw where I was dragging her too.  She was hysterically screaming for me to stop.

"NO, DONT BURN ME IN THE WAFFLE IRON, NO, NOOOO!"

So I punch her in the nose.

"SHUT DA FUCK UP BITCH, SHUT UP!"

Then I got to the waffle iron and she was trying to put up a fight, but I eventually got her head between the iron and pressed the iron on her face for a few seconds.  She was now in total pain and was screaming like hell.  When I pulled her out of the waffle iron she had serious waffle burn marks and blisters on her face.  I felt that she should see her new look so I brough her up to the mirror in the hallway.  When she saw her permenantly scared face she was literally in tears and was cursing and screaming at me.

"YOU BLOODY FUCKING BASTARD!  YOU EVIL SON OF BITCH!  I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL!"  But I pretty much ignored what she was saying to me.

"What you don't like your new look?  I think you should take a closer look."  

So I threw that worn-out bitch straight to the mirror with all of my strength, she collided to the mirror violently, leaving parts of her body cut and bloodied.  She couldn't see with one of her eyes because of it, but I wasn't done with her yet.

She was lying on the floor bruised and bleeding, praying for God to help her.  I went and found an electrical cord (flex, lead, or whatever the fuck those stupid Brits call it) and wrapped part of it around her neck leaving parts of it still hanging out.  We were near the stairs in the hallway at it gave me an idea.

I remembered many things Paul told me that his mother did to him and Nikki, so I told her "remember what you did to Paul when he had a tear on his trousers?  Well guess what?  GOING UP!"

I then pulled the loose part of the electrical cord and dragged that bag of bones up the steps, making sure her wrinkled ass was hitting on ever step, she was chocking along the way as well, but there was nothing she can do about it since her hands were tied behind her back.  We finally got upstairs and she was begging me to stop, but I just ignored her.

Then I brought up another incident: "Remember what you did to Nikki after she wouldn't eat all of the pudding?  Well guess what?  GOING DOWN!"

So I kicked that bitch down the steps, putting my foot dead up her crusty-old ass.  I was giggling my ass off when she was tumbling down the steps.  She eventually reach to the bottom, probably with a few broken bones now, but I didn't noticed it until a few moments later because I was too busy laughing my ass off.  Then when I saw her at the bottom of the steps I laughed even more.

After I finished laughing I went down the steps.  She was crying and begging me to stop it, so I told her to shut da fuck up and stomped on her ribs and stomach with my Doc Marten boots.  She wouldn't still shut up, so I kicked her in the mouth, her lips were busted and a few teeth came out.  Then I dragged her tired old ass with the electrical cord to the nearest bathroom.

I then took off the electrical cord and went in the bathroom.  "Remember what you did to Nicola back at the boarding school because you though she was 'showing you up'?  Well, lets relive those memories again!"

"NO PLEASE DON'T DO IT, PLEASE FOR GOD'S SAKE!"

"Bitch I'm sick and tired of hearing yo mouth."  

I then violently grabbed Francine by the scruff of her neck, and dug my nails deep into her skin just because I felt like it.  Then I threw her in the corner of the bathroom and her head banged against the toilet. Francine collapsed onto the floor.  Now it's time to finish her off.

So I came up to her and pressed my left foot on her throat, trying to crush it.  The Doc Marten's boots made it more painful and easier.  She was struggling and trying to get my foot off her throat but she couldn't.  In about a minute that old crusty-ass, worn-out, mascara-abusing, wrinkled-pussy bitch was finally dead.

I then went out of the house and saw Paul standing there with a tear on his cheek.  He saw most of the event the whole time through the window.

"It's all over Paul, it's finally all over."

Paul then hugged me and started to cry on my shoulders like a prissy bitch.  I would have punched him right in the face and told him to be a man, but I understood what that bitch put him through, so I'll let this one slide.

"You don't have to worry about her anymore, your favourite aunt and uncle back in the States will take care of you now.  They were better parents after all."

But I couldn't stay too long here, the police will lock my ass up in a minute, so I told Paul good bye and left as soon as possible.  I finally got back to the AU machine and finally reached back to 2007, Thank God!


THE END