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- Lindsey won't talk. - She must mention it. - No.

- What about Kim, you ever going to tell her you're married?

- I'm serious about Kim.

- The first I knew about you was three weeks ago.

- What are you saying, my mum's been lying to me all my life?

- Never mind what my name is,

I know what yours is, Michaela White, loudmouth!

- Does he know about this? - No, he doesn't, and he mustn't know!

You swear to me that you won't tell him.

- It wasn't just my mum he was hurting,

it was me too.

- Right, OK.

- Oh, thanks. What's happened to door-to-door service?

- Well, I know there's nothing wrong with your legs.

- No, Max, come on.

My car could be in the garage, you could have just given me a lift in.

- It isn't and I didn't.

- No, no, no, get off.

Thanks for the ride, yeah? - My pleasure.

Hello, stranger. - Look, I'm sorry

if I've been a bit off lately.

- Well, we did sort of think you were avoiding us. - No stress, babe.

- It's cool. I'm just glad we were wrong.

- I've got something to make up for it.

I made them.

- You should make some for the rest of the Waterloo Road girls.

- No!

They're, like, friendship bracelets.

So no-one can come between us, not even gangs!

- Thanks, Cassie.

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- Are you going to be OK today?

Maybe we should say that we don't want to see Alison?

- I'm all right.

- I wish you would have told me about Dad.

I would have never have talked to him again. Never.

- Look, we'll get through this... together.

- You know you could sue her, Tom. I mean, that's like rape or something.

Any lawyer would agree. - Look, will you stop telling me what it's like?

It's me that it's happened to.

- All right, I'll see you later.

- Morning, Steph.

- Somebody's chipper this morning.

Anything to with the fact that it's Friday?

- Maybe I just enjoy my job.

- Oh, my God! Miss, I'm so sorry.

My hand, it just slipped and...

- Amy Porter! I saw that and you're not fooling anyone.

You can pay for the dry cleaning.

- No, forget it, it's all right.

- And then she wonders why they walk all over her.

- Yeah? Well, you're the one with years of experience.

Maybe you could try supporting her for once instead of criticising.

- Right, so let's be brief, shall we?

OK, Lindsay James' lawyer's coming in today for a catch-up

and, Kim, if you don't mind,

I'd like it to be just me and the girls.

I don't want them to feel crowded.

- Yeah, yeah, that's fine. - OK.

- Really?

- It was Rachel who Lindsay confided in about the sexual abuse.

- Hey, no, if Kim's happy to bow out.

- I'll just take your lead on how you want to play it.

- One positive is that with Lindsay's priorities changing,

the girl gang thing seems to have run its course.

Looks like your crackdown sunk in. Well done.

- Yes, well, if we're all done then I'd better love you and leave you.

- I'll let you know how it goes with Lindsay. - Yes, do.

- Good luck with it. - Thanks.

BELL RINGS

- Oooh, that was fun! Coffee?

- No, thank you. I hate this, you know.

I can't even look her in the eye.

She thinks it's because I don't approve of her relationship with Max.

- Well, it's better that than the truth.

- Do you really think so?

Chris, I think that you should tell her.

- No way. Max is my boss, remember. I feel bad enough that I told you.

- Come on, Max is still... he's still married!

- You said it was just a fling, yeah? So it'll fizzle out anyway.

I say that we stay well out of it.

- You know, I don't like the way she's cutting you out.

She had a duty to involve you in the James' case before Lindsay became too attached,

she's supposed to be your friend.

- Yeah, well that was before she found out about us, innit?

- Maybe she's jealous. - You wish. - Yeah, no. I really don't.

- Look, however she feels about our relationship...

- Yeah, is none of her business. - No, is irrelevant.

- Look at her taking all the credit for putting an end to the girl gangs!

- Oh, come on, to be fair, that was Chris.

- Yeah, all I'm saying is I don't like her undermining you.

Pastoral care is your job, Kim.

You're trained, you're experienced, and you're good!

- Thank you.

That means a lot to me.

- Cassie. Do you know the answer?

Well?

- Um...

- Wake up, Cassie. Have you heard a single word I've said?

- Um, about...

the rabbits?

THEY SNIGGER

- Pack it in.

All of you. So, what does

George's story about the rabbits

and living off the fat of the land really mean?

What does the image represent?

Come on, Cassie. I know you've read it.

- Can I go to the toilet, please?

- Rabbits!

- All right, I said enough!

Does anybody actually know the answer?

Siobhan?

- THEY CHATTER NOISILY

Unlike more traditional, patriotic war poetry,

Wilfred Owen's work was shockingly realistic.

He wrote about the true horror of war in the trenches.

- Miss. - Yes, Karla?

- I can't hear what you're saying.

- That must be because some of your class mates

are already discussing Wilfred Owen's

contribution to modern poetry.

- No, Miss, we're talking about what we should do tonight.

We thought we might go to the cinema. D'you want to come?

- Um, no, thanks. I've already got plans. - More like doing your laundry.

- I do know how to have a good time

without you lot, believe it or not.

- Yeah, I bet you do.

- THEY GROAN

OK, to the cooler. - What?

It was Michaela that started it.

- Right, OK, Michaela, to the cooler.

- What? So Bolton's the teacher now? Make your mind up.

- Go to the cooler, Michaela. Now! Or I will fetch Ms Mason!

- Don't bother. I'd rather go to the cooler than stay in here.

Girls?

- Um, yeah, might actually learn something there.

- Yeah, count me in.

- What's she staring at? She's well gay.

- Ooh, I'm so sorry.

- Just boiled.

What's your pleasure?

It's just boiled.

- Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, thank you.

- Well, I was going to offer you a penny for them

but I think I might have to stretch to 50p.

Hey, come on, I give good tea and sympathy.

- All right. But you're going to have to crack open the biscuits 'n' all though.

- What is her problem, she's such a freak.

- We've tried to play it cool and take it slow

but it's just not working.

- Flipping heck!

Going to have to watch what I say around you from now on.

- No, no, no, don't.

That's exactly why he didn't want anyone to know about it.

You know, he's right.

(I mean, look at Rachel.)

It's really come between us.

- Stuff Rachel, if you like him that's all that matters.

- Yeah, exactly. And I do.

Steph, I really, really do.

I don't know what it is about him, he just...

..just does something to me.

- SOBBING

- Are you OK? - Leave me alone.

- Tom!

- It's Mr Clarkson in school, please.

- Right, sorry. Listen, it's my mum's birthday soon

and I thought what if maybe the two of us took her out,

sort of a surprise?

- I don't think that's appropriate.

- It was all right for you to come round for tea the other night.

- I don't need you pushing us together.

It's not going to happen. Ever.

- Sorry, I was only trying to be nice. - I just want you to understand.

- Mr Clarkson, there's a girl crying in here.

- Here. I know it's not your colour but it'll do for today.

Only. Now it's cashmere, so please be careful.

- Thanks, Ruby, that's really kind.

- Eh, don't worry. Get me in the break.

I've got a spare top in the car I can lend you,

I'll give it you later.

- BELL RINGS

- Kim, we've got a bit of a problem.

- Cassie, why won't you tell me what's happened?

- I want to say...but...

- Look.

I am here to help you, all right?

I am not here to punish you.

- They'll kill me.

- Who's they?

- Some girls in my year.

- OK. Well, number one, they're not allowed to kill you,

it's against school rules.

- They'll get off, though, cos they're clever.

When there's any teachers around, it's like they don't even know me.

But when they catch me alone, they go on and on.

"Cassie's the Waterloo Road slapper,

"Cassie should go do everyone a favour and top herself."

But if I grass them up, they'll do it for me.

- How long's this been going on for?

- A few weeks.

They even follow me home, shout stuff through my bedroom window.

It's driving me mad. - I'm not surprised.

Well, look, this is where it stops, OK?

I need you to tell me who's threatened you.

- No, that's fine, yeah.

- Girls, can I take you out?

- Anyone should be in trouble, it's her!

Always staring at me. That's harassment.

- So you're telling me you have never said or done

anything threatening to Cassie?

- Too right I am! - Liar. - You're the liar!

- So why do you think that she was found crying by the lockers, then?

- How should I know? - You know fine what you said.

- Oh, come on!

OK, so I said something to Siobhan, but it was private,

how is it my fault if Cassie's a nosy cow?

- So what did you say?

- Only that she reckoned Cassie fancied her

cos she's always staring.

It was a joke, though. - How gay is she if she's that upset?

- Excuse me! That is a verbal warning for using homophobic language.

- It's her that's homophobic if she's offended cos I called her a lesbian.

This is so unfair! - That's not what happened.

- Amy, what else did you say? - Nothing! God!

- Nothing about doing everybody a favour and killing herself? - What?

- Do you know what, Amy, you have crossed the line too many times

before, I just do not believe you.

Siobhan, why do you think that Cassie was so upset?

- I don't know. Honestly, Miss.

- Well, then you'd better start thinking, both of you,

and you can do it in the cooler over lunch time.

Because bullying is a serious accusation

and if I get even a sniff that you have been bothering Cassie,

or any other pupil, then I'm going to take formal action. D'you get me?

So I held a no blame face-to-face, course they denied it.

So they've lost their lunch breaks and I've written to their parents.

- Sorry, how's that a no blame?

- Oh, come on, Rachel.

We all know what Amy Porter's capable of

and Cassie was genuinely afraid.

- So your crackdown wasn't as successful as we thought.

Maybe you should have consulted more with Pastoral Care.

- Look, we can't let kids like Amy Porter

continue terrorising their classmates

just because they know how to play the system.

- OK, fine. Let's resolve it without a fanfare. Excuse me.

- What more do you need to know, Kim?

She clearly doesn't trust you to do your job.

Look, you're too nice, so why don't you let me be the big bad man.

She's got her professionalism mixed up with how she feels about us,

and I'm telling you, I want the

girl gang stuff stamped out. OK?

- Yeah, OK.

- Don't let her phase you, Kim. You know what you're doing.

- Helen, Cassie Turner, she's in your form group, yeah?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. What about her?

- Well, that's what I was coming to ask you.

Did you know she was being bullied?

- No. God, no. I mean...

she's always been fine. - No, no, not recently,

not according to her teachers and her current attendance record.

- Well, you know, I guess, compared to the others she's...

- Helen, if you'd have bothered to look at her file,

you might have noticed that over the last month,

her grades have slipped, her absenteeism's doubled,

her social activities have declined.

Look, she's dropped out of the choir,

she's dropped out of cross country.

It's your job to alert me to this. - What's going on?

- I'm worried about Helen's pupils.

- Well, I'm her head of department,

so if you've got a problem, you come to me first.

And if you're struggling to cope with your workload, you should say.

- Hey, look, I'm sorry, all right?

I just took my eye off the ball for a second.

- Was it ever there in the first place?

- I'm so glad I told Miss Campbell.

- You should've told us. We are your mates.

- I know, but that's why I wanted to protect you.

Why d'you think I made these bracelets?

- Sorry, Cassie. It was itching me.

I've still got it, though. Doesn't mean we're not friends or anything.

- 'Course.

- So, Alison and I have discussed things with your aunt,

and we'd like you to have some counselling before the trial

and I can arrange it all from school. - What, like a shrink?

- It's just someone you can talk things through with. - She's got me.

- Look, I don't want to talk about it any more.

It's bad enough I've got to say it in court.

- It won't be a matter of just telling them what your father did to you.

It'll be a matter of trying to prove it.

- Yeah, yeah, but that's why all the tests and stuff, right?

- It's been too long a gap to get any physical evidence

and...you're not pregnant.

- Look, I'm not lying, it happened.

- Lindsay, we believe you, we do, but we need to be realistic.

- We have to assume the prosecution are going to accuse you of making

it all up to protect your mum.

And we have to prepare for that.

Cover all bases.

- So you're saying we can't prove it?

- There's every reason to think positively. - Yeah, I know but...

- We thought Linds saying what happened would get Mum out for sure.

- I know, Emily, and we're going to try our best, we really are.

But it's not going to be easy, and if we stay strong...

- Will you stop saying "we"?!

It's not we, it's me who's got to take the stand

and, d'you know what?

I can't handle it any more.

- Lindsay!

Oh, Em. She will cool off, and then we'll talk again.

- Why can't everyone just leave us alone?

- Are you saying you want to make a formal complaint against Kim?

- No!

OK, so in some ways I made a mistake,

but that does not excuse her speaking to me the way she did,

and in the staffroom, in front of everyone.

- What do you want me to do, Helen?

- I thought you could have a word with her.

I mean, I know you rate Kim.

- She's a good teacher, yes.

- But you and I go back further, don't we?

- Yes, well, there's "support" and there's "interference".

It sounds to me like Kim had a good point, she told it like it was.

I can't pretend I don't admire candour.

So why don't you treat this as a challenge to prove to her

how wrong she is about you?

It's time to stand on your own two feet.

- Right, come on. Let's get you out of this horror.

- Look at the state of that!

- Oi! - Sam! - You did that on purpose! - So what if I did, what are you going to do about it?

- Just leave it. Do you want to get us in any more trouble?

- This is why I didn't tell you. I knew you'd get involved in all this gang stuff... Ow!

- What? - You know what.

- What's going on? - She attacked me!

- I was defending myself.

- What?

- I dunno, I didn't see. - She just punched me just out of the blue.

- Punched her? I don't even know her!

- Well, we'll soon see about that,

in you go. - Are you kidding? - IN!

- God! Freak! - Move.

- Right, just call me "Gok" from now on.

Da-da!

What d'you think?

- You wear this to work?

- No, but I like to keep something handy in case I go on somewhere.

Well, it's better than the dirty one, and if you've got it.

Flaunt it! - For a bunch of teenagers?

- Oh, come on Helen. You're drowning, and everyone knows it,

so if someone offers you a helping hand, take it.

- She's year ten, she's not even in John Fosters,

why would I have a go at her?

- So you admit you are still involved in the gangs then? - No!

- If you don't know Cassie Turner,

how d'you know that she's not John Fosters?

- Her face is familiar. - Yeah, yeah, clearly.

- This is totally out of order.

I haven't done anything! Why am I getting in trouble and not her?

- Because she's the one that's being bullied. - She is lying.

- Well, she's a very good liar, then.

Because somebody's making her very frightened and miserable.

- Well, it's not me! - Calm down, Michaela!

I want you to meet me in the cooler at lunchtime.

- Why I am being punished for something I haven't done!

- It's not a punishment, it's positive reinforcement.

You won't be the only one.

- OK, so you've got 30 minutes on the clock.

If you don't know the answer, then just try and work it out, yeah?

In silence, please.

WOLF WHISTLES

- Aren't you a bit old to be flashing your baps at the boys, Miss?

- Cassie Turner, is there something more interesting than this test?

- Um, yeah. Your hooters!

- Josh Stevenson, take your test paper to the cooler, now, please!

- What? I was only having a laugh.

- Sexual harassment of a teacher, of anyone, is not a laugh.

Now take your test paper to the cooler.

- If you don't want a son, it's fine by me. Just stay off my back, yeah?

- In school, I'm your teacher

- No, what you are is a prat.

- Settle down!

- Thank you, Mr Clarkson.

- HOOTERS!

- LAUGHTER AND CHATTING

Um, guys... I said complete silence, please.

Guys, come on, quietly.

- What is your problem?

You know I never touched you.

- I... I heard you.

- You heard what? - It was one of them, told me to.

- One of who? - I'm not sure.

- If someone's put you up to this, you better tell me who it was.

- I just...

I don't know.

- I can help you, Cassie.

What did they look like? What year?

- I didn't see them, they just said it.

- Well, you tell them to come and talk to me,

cos they're using you.

And if they're using you, they'll turn on you.

Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.

What on earth is she doing,

squeezing herself into that cheap number?

- Cheap?

Looks designer to me. Just that she clearly can't carry it off.

- Who'd want to?!

- It's not enough to say, "don't do it".

I want to show them what it's like to have the shoe on the other foot.

So I thought a little bit of role play might hammer it home, yeah?

- Good. Immediate positive action. I like it.

And...I like you.

- Ey, up, I don't know how I haven't seen that before.

You could start a fire with it!

- Oh, sorry, sorry.

- Oh, not again!

- Have you still got that cardie, please?

It's like Kim's totally got it in for me today!

- Between you and me,

I think Kim's got her mind on other things.

Well, it's going to be public knowledge anyway,

but I'd rather you didn't spread the news because she's a friend of mine.

Kim is going out with the boss... and I don't mean Rachel Mason.

- Ma...Max?

Kim's going out with Max?

- Cassie, wait up. Where are you going?

- Don't try and call my bluff. - What?

- I thought we were going to chippie for lunch? - No, you didn't.

You claim to be my friends, but I heard what you said in English, all that laughing and whispering.

- We were wetting ourselves at Hopewell's cleavage.

- You'll be next. I'm not stupid.

- Cassie, what's going on, I'm sick of your moods.

- Come on, Sam, she's being bullied. - Just leave me alone.

- With pleasure.

C'mon, Lauren.

- Cassie. I just wanted to let you know

I'm bringing your mum in later on this afternoon,

I'm going to fill her in on everything that's happening.

Is everything all right, has something else happened?

- No. - Well, you know where I am if it does, don't you?

Ros, could you to do something for me if you don't mind?

Right, see that girl there, Cassie Turner, she's year ten.

Well, she's being bullied and I think it's isolating her.

Could you just keep an eye on her, you know,

buddy her up if you see her struggling?

- Yeah, I'll try. - Thank you.

- This is so unfair!

- I haven't even done anything!

- Yeah, well, join the club. - Are you trying to say we have?

- Well, someone has, otherwise we wouldn't be here, would we?

- All right, all right, you did, you didn't, it doesn't matter.

Either way I want your help to fight the war against girl gangs, OK,

so everyone up on your feet, help me move these tables to the side.

Up on your feet, move the tables, thank you very much.

OK, Amy, I want you to imagine that you're Michaela.

- What, ugly and thick?

- I want you to imagine that it was the other way round, yeah?

So Waterloo Road comes to John Fosters.

And when they come they start saying what a dump they think the place is,

how stupid they think you all are.

How d'you think you'd feel?

- John Fosters was way nicer than this place,

and we had way better teachers.

Just imagine you had to move from somewhere brilliant to this place.

- I moved and my parents landed me here.

- Same.

- So you know how it feels, then?

- Yeah, but I didn't cry about it.

- Who's crying? - So, you didn't put your guard up and start to act out?

Look, it's hard for everybody concerned.

But when people come together it can make everybody even stronger.

A new start, eh?

Eh?

Yeah?

Great.

OK, go and get yourself some lunch while there's still some left.

- What, twice in one day?

- Why's it any of your business?

- Sorry? - Well, maybe if you'd bothered to check her file,

you'd have seen that I had to send Michaela to the cooler this morning.

So I guess that's another week of detention you've earned yourself.

Well done.

- Hopewell's had it.

- No way, you are kidding me!

- Has she never heard of security?

- Sad cow's going to wish she never woke up this morning.

- What you doing?

- I reckon "I-know-how-to-have- a-good-time" Hopewell

is going to have to prove it.

- All the girls in question have been spoken to,

the parents have been informed,

and we're keeping a close watch on Cassie.

Now it's all in the open,

Cassie knows to come straight to me if anything else happens.

- Thank you.

I'm sorry, I'm just so relieved.

Cassie's been acting so strange lately, distant and...

Well, I thought she was maybe taking drugs or something,

I even checked her room.

- It isn't unusual for victims of bullying to withdraw,

because it can make them feel ashamed and isolated.

All the more reason we wanted you to know

so that you can support her at home as well as here. - Absolutely.

I'm just so pleased you found out. - All right, thank you.

- Look, I'm on to her, that's the point.

DOOR OPENS

- Hey. I saw you in here. I'm Ros, Miss Campbell asked me to say hi.

- I saw you talking.

- Did you?

- Look, you should go.

- Look, there's nothing to be scared of.

I know you're having trouble with bullying, I've been there myself,

I just wanted to see how you were getting... - I'm not being bullied.

- Oh. Only, Miss Campbell said...

- She was lying.

She's, you know...

wrong.

I was making it up, you really don't need to be here.

- Are you sure nobody's, like, making you say that? - Who do you mean?

- I don't know. I'm asking.

Like, maybe someone that's bullying you? - I'm not being bullied.

You see?

- OK, cool.

If you want to talk or anything,

just let me know.

- I told you I'm not listening to you, I'm on to her.

Oh, make sure you text all your mates

outside of school as well.

- Yeah, because everybody's welcome.

- I mean, he is a good looking man.

- Not my department, I'm afraid.

- But, listen, promise me, OK. I was told in confidence

and obviously I'm not normally one to gossip.

- Forgot my...

Everything OK? - Hmm?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, fine!

THEY LAUGH

- Josh? - What, Mr Clarkson?

- Everything OK? - No. He thinks I hate him.

- Why don't you tell him?

- Don't be ridiculous. - He's got a right to know, same as you.

- He's a kid. He wouldn't understand. - Well, at least it would be honest.

Love, I don't want to fight. Whatever you decide, OK?

- I'll see you after school.

- Thanks.

- Pie and chips, please.

- I can't wait to see the look on her stupid face.

Oi!

- Stop that right there! What are you doing, you two?

Have you not learned anything from Miss Campbell's session?

- Yes, actually. Doesn't matter if you're innocent, you still get done.

- Oh, so you're innocent, are you?

- I am! Miss Campbell's got it in for me. I swear.

- I don't go round picking on kids I don't know, for nothing.

- Are you trying to say I do? - OK, you get outside, and you clean that mess up.

If you can't live together, at least I can keep you apart. - Fine.

- Amy.

Amy, have you seen Lindsay?

- No. What, am I supposed to be bullying her as well, now?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- It's going to be OK, Lindsay.

- Oh, yeah?

How can you say that?

- Cos I'll help. I'll do anything.

Just tell me what. - There is nothing you can do.

Don't you get it?

- Neither Lindsay or Emily have turned up for period five.

I have called their aunt to let her know what happened

but I don't want to overreact,

I'm sure they just need a bit of time out.

- Yeah, time out from the very thing that gives them a sense

of stability, their schoolwork.

Still, as you've insisted.

Hey, how did it go? - Yeah, yeah, pretty well.

In fact, I'm thinking about doing regular role-play sessions for years ten to twelve.

You know, give it a floating agenda depending what the wider issues of the school population are. - Good.

- Kim. Sorry, when you've got a minute could I have a word?

- Yeah, course. - Thank you.

- Ah, Helen.

Look, I think I might have upset you this morning.

I just needed you to know how important it was for you

to keep up to date with your form group. - Right.

- No hard feelings?

- Yeah, yeah, no hard feelings.

- I'll do it.

- Hmm? - I'll tell it in the court instead of you.

I'll say I saw him abuse you. That you told me about it an' all.

So you don't have to say anything.

- Em, you can't, you'd be lying.

- I can. I've thought it all out.

- No, no, seriously, Em, you haven't, they'll see through you in a second,

and then they're not going to believe anything we say.

- They won't see it, I'll tell it good.

It's not really a lie, it did happen.

If we can get her back, Lindsay.

If you can't do it,

you've got to let me try.

- It was genuine resentment I saw from those girls.

Amy's an accomplished liar, but Michaela?

She's usually got the guts to stand up for what she's done.

- So you think that Cassie is lying?

Gosh, I mean, she'd have to be some actress for that.

- I just think the situation may be more complex than you think.

- Rachel, why can't you just trust my judgement?

I've given you my full backing over Lindsay James.

Why can't you show me the same respect?

- Hang on, I'm just trying to help.

- Except we both know why, don't we?

Well, it's because of my relationship with Max.

You don't like him, ergo you don't trust me any more.

- Come on, it's not that!

- Then what? What is it?

We're friends, aren't we? Well, at least I thought we were.

- Well, exactly, that is why I'm

trying to give you some advice.

- Oh, no, no, no! Stop hiding behind work for one minute,

I want to have this out.

Whatever you think about Max, OK, it is serious between us.

- I thought you said it was casual. - Well, it's not.

Not any more.

In fact, if I'm going to be honest with you,

I think I'm in love with him.

And I'm happy, Rachel, I'm so happy.

- I think that Max is lying.

I think he's lying about his wife, about them being separated.

- His ex-wife... - No, his wife.

It's Jennifer Headley, from the LEA. She was here at the open day.

She said something that made it obvious that they're still together.

- No.

No, they've stayed friends.

He's always maintained that.

- She and Max are still very much married, Kim.

- All right, OK, I see what's going on now

and I am not going to wreck my relationship

because of some twisted hate campaign that you've got for Max.

- Oh, come on, Kim!

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yes!

- Um, Miss Campbell, I've been looking for you.

It's about Cassie Turner, the year ten girl?

I caught up with her, like you asked,

and she says she's not been bullied.

She said she made it up. I just thought you should know,

because she's been acting really weird.

- OK, thank you.

- 'But food affects us all,

'wherever we live

'and whatever we do.'

- I can still hear you!

- Cassie, shhh, just sit down.

- Can't you hear what he's saying?

- You know we'd all be able to hear him a bit better

if you would be quiet. Now sit down, please.

- Shut up!

- How dare you?!

- What? - You all right?

- You can shut up too.

- Right, that is it.

Come on, you're going to the cooler, I'll report you to Mr Tyler.

- Ooooooh!

- Talking to me like that.

OK, settle down, everybody.

- Are you all right now?

I found you before when you were crying. - Sssh. Listen.

Can you hear them? Come on, we've not

got much time. They're coming.

- I think they're outside.

- You don't understand. They're coming.

- I don't think we're allowed...

- Come on.

- I sent her to the cooler,

which is exactly where he'll be going if he doesn't...

get our film back. - Gosh. I know it's round here somewhere.

- Give it to me, Josh. What's going on?

This isn't like you. - You don't know what I'm like.

- Just stop it and sit down.

I'm going to tell your father about this.

- I don't have a father.

- Sit down.

- Here, check this out. There's a party tonight.

- We can hear them, but I don't think they can hear us.

- I can't hear them any more.

- They can get into my head now.

- But who are they?

- That's the point, I thought it was Amy and Siobhan,

these girls from my year but...

they were just trying to confuse me. I hate it.

- I'm scared. - I know. I'm scared all the time.

What I'm scared most of is...

..what if they get to my mum and dad?

I think they've already started to turn on me already.

- I don't understand.

- I know. Me either.

- When I get confused and scared, I count my times tables.

I like seven, because it's a prime number.

Seven, 14, 21.

- 28, 35, 42...

- Oi, poussez pas, that means you, Paul.

- Miss Haydock. Karla's not come back from the toilet.

- BANGS

- I wish Miss Campbell was here.

- I used to think I could trust her, but she's one of them.

- I trust Miss Campbell.

- Has she spoken to you? - She speaks to me all the time.

- You tricked me!

You heard what she said and you tricked me.

Oh, my God, you're in on it, aren't you?

- I don't like this.

- It's been you all along, hasn't it?

- Nine, 18, 27, 36...

- Oi, boys. What you doing tonight?

- Nothing, why? - Cos we know where it's going to be happening.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, definitely, the more the merrier.

We'll text you later. - Bang on.

- We haven't seen her since period five.

- She has been acting really weird, though, Miss.

- All right, thank you, girls. Steph, have you seen Cassie Turner?

- Well, I'll swap your Cassie Turner for my Karla Bentham,

she went to the loo and she's just not... Oh, my God, Karla.

- I tried to stop her.

- All right, everyone, outside. Come on, you've seen enough.

- Karla, Karla, what's happened? - I can't explain...

- Where are you hurt?

- I'm not hurt. Cassie Turner is. She's in the boiler room.

- You stay with Miss Haydock, OK?

- OK, calm down, deep breaths.

- Cass, Cassie, look...stop. It's

dangerous down here, you're cut.

You're hurting yourself, Cassie.

- You're the one that's hurting me.

You think I don't know, but I do!

- In what way? - You can say

what you want, but I won't...

I know she's a faker. She can't call my bluff.

I'm not listening to you.

- Oh, Cassie. - Get away from me.

Get away from me! Where are you?

Just get away from me!

- Cassie... Cassie, Look, whatever you are being told,

I'm Miss Campbell, and I am safe, OK?

- That's what they always say, but each time...

Each time...it turns out...

Please, please, don't...

- Cassie, look, look, look. You are confused, I know.

I understand.

Right, but what you need to know now is that I am safe, all right?

And I am going to look after you.

- Miss Campbell...

- Yeah, it's me, it's me, it's all OK, Cassie, all right?

- Miss Campbell,

what is happening to me?

- We'll find out, all right?

Just remember,

you're safe now.

You're safe, that's all that matters.

Um, her mum's going to meet us there.

And you don't need to say anything.

I know I was wrong.

- You did what you thought was right. It's an easy mistake to make.

- No, it's not.

I know about mental health and I should have spotted it.

I should have just listened to you earlier.

- You should listen to your instincts, because they're not often wrong.

- Often enough, though, eh? - I just heard.

- Yeah, well, we're going to take her in the car. It'll be quicker.

- I'll come with you. - No, don't, I don't want anything to frighten her.

- I can't believe she'd make all that stuff up about being bullied.

- She didn't make it up. I mean, she did think it was real.

- Some sort of auditory hallucination is all the nurse would say.

"Too soon to diagnose." I'm not stupid, she's hearing voices...

..that's schizophrenia, isn't it?

- Let the doctors assess her.

Once they know what it is, they'll be able to help her.

- I knew it wasn't right.

I knew there was something wrong with her.

I just didn't want to face it, what it might mean, you know?

Then when you said it was bullying.

- I'm sorry about that. I really thought it was.

I was wrong.

- Oh, well, she'll be bullied all right now, won't she?

Kids can be cruel at the best of times.

- I'll look after her.

This is the beginning of her getting better.

- Tom. Tom, can I talk to you about Josh?

- Er, yeah.

- Hey, you heard about that party tonight? - Yeah, some big mash up.

It's all over the website.

- You guys up for it? - 'Course we are. - I'm not in the mood.

I'll catch you later.

- He was a good student before the merger. Respectful, anyway.

I'm not saying it's definitely because you're here

but after that remark he made in my class...

- No. You're right, I'm sure.

Thanks for letting me know. I'll have a word.

- You had me worried.

Are you OK? - No.

But I will be if my mum gets off.

- Where's Em? - I sent her home.

We had a talk...

I'm going to go ahead and testify.

You know, even if there's a chance that it could help,

I've got to try.

- That's very brave of you.

- It's my mum that's brave,

and she needs me now. So does Em.

Kinda made me think, though...

..you know, if just talking about it in front of you lot...

freaked me out,

how am I going to feel saying it in front of a whole court?

- Well, Alison will do everything she can to protect you.

I do think we should look into that counselling.

And I can help.

- That's what I was thinking.

You know, if you, if you would...

kind of, be there, Miss?

Cos...

I don't think I can handle it on my own.

- You can count on that.

OK. Let's go.

- Flaming kids! If I find out who did this.

- Well, at least it's spelled right, eh?

- How did you get on with Cassie Turner?

- Urm, yeah, they're keeping her in to treat all her injuries

and then they're going to call a specialist team,

do a full psychiatric assessment.

She's OK for the moment but we have got to be more vigilant

about mental health issues. - Right.

Well done.

- Well done?

For what?

I missed it!

Just imagine what could have happened!

I went charging down the girl gang route because you threw me a few compliments.

Well, if I'm such a damn good teacher,

how did I fail to notice a young girl

having a complete mental breakdown, eh?

- Sorry, are you trying to blame me? - No, I'm not blaming you.

I'm blaming myself.

You know, Rachel was right, I've been blinkered, I...

This makes me wonder what else she was right about.

- What do you mean?

- Well, um,

Rachel seems to think

that you and your "wife"

are still very much together.

Is it true?

Are you still married?

It's very simple, Max,

you're either divorced or you're not. Which is it?

- Well, technically speaking...

We're separated.

Just haven't done the divorce bit yet.

Never had the need to until now.

- How often do you see her?

Where does she live, Max?

So that's why you always want to come back to my place, then.

- No, it's not like that.

We lead separate lives, Kim.

- Does she know about me? - I told you.

We lead separate lives.

It's none of her business.

Maybe I didn't want to rub her nose in it just yet.

Maybe I should have said something. I can see that now.

But I thought it would put you off.

And it didn't feel wrong, because for all intents and purposes,

Jennifer and I are divorced.

- No, except you're not!

Which makes you an adulterer.

No, it's over.

- I hate everyone and everything in that place.

Especially Max bloody Tyler and his big mouth bit on the side.

You know, I should tell her he's married.

- You're well out of it, babes.

He were using you.

- He didn't want to compromise me is what he said. Cos he cares about me.

No, sorry, "cared" about me.

- Forget him. You've got a weekend away from it all, now.

- It's not long enough, Shaz.

If I never see another flipping teenager again, it'll be too soon.

DOORBELL RINGS

- That'll be the pizza. - Oh, I'll get it.

- We are here for the party!

- What party?

- Yours. You posted it on the Waterloo Road network

and it kinda got everywhere.

- Really nice of you, Miss.

- Miss, the night's young. - No!

Stop!

- Miss, just move out the way. - Stop!

- What do you want?

- I need to tell you something.

Your mother needs to tell you something. - Tom, please.

- What's he mean, Mum?

- He deserves to know, Georgia. So either you tell him, or I do. - What?

- You weren't an accident, Josh.

Your mother stole my sperm.

- What?

You what?

- LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

- Well, lookie here, it's my favourite teacher! - This is my house!

- Wicked party. - Maybe I was wrong about you after all.

Or maybe you really are as sad as you look!

- We've got to call the police!

- We can't. Look around, I am a teacher, I will get the sack.

- Well, you've got to do something. Isn't there anyone you can call?

- I wanted a baby, Josh.

I wanted you.

And maybe I should've consulted. - Consulted?

- You stole his...

- He might have said no,

and I would never have had you.

- It would have suited you all right if I never existed.

- No.

I only found out about it the night I came over.

It threw me.

I'm just trying to explain why I've been so distant.

- PHONE RINGS

- You know, this actually sorts a lot out for me.

I'm glad I know the truth.

Means I don't have to bother getting to know you any more.

- Josh. - I don't want you for my father.

And you. - We don't need him.

We've always been fine, just the two of us.

- He, he's just sad.

But you're evil!

- Hey...

- Are you happy now?

PHONE RINGS

- What is it, Helen?

- SHE VOMITS

- What you doin' 'ere?

Come on, shift, move yourselves. Get out...all of you.

Miss Hopewell?

Michaela?

- Mr Clarkson.

- Every one of you, MOVE, before I call the police.

I SAID OUT...NOW!

Come on, you two, shift!

What the hell happened?

- Waterloo Road happened.

And I just don't know how much more of it I can take!

DOORBELL RINGS

Max?

- What gives you the right to interfere in my personal life?

- No, this isn't the time. - Isn't the time?

Who the hell do you think you are to dictate the time?

You stick your nose into my business when it suits you,

and you have the gall to criticise me?

- I have every right to express my concern, she's my friend.

Now if you have nothing to hide, I apologise...

- It's a little late for apologies.

- It's a little late for you to come round here threatening me, so if you don't mind.

- I bloody mind, all right!

- Come on, Max, get out of my house, or I'll call the police.

- Don't play the victim, Rachel.

It doesn't suit you.

- I've just come to wish you luck with the inspector.

- Tom, relax, today's going to be a breeze.

- Me and Max are no longer together, it's over.

- Max Tyler has always been very supportive of his staff,

that's just the way he does things.

- We both know why I gave you this job and now I might take it away from you.

- I'm gonna get Hopewell for this.

- Why can't you just leave it? - I'm gonna teach her not mess with us.

- What are you still doing here, Max?

- I am head of this school, you'll do well to remember that.

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