A loud buzzing came from the small alarm that was placed in the corner of the plain white room and Emma slowly rolled off the thin mattress that she was laid on and her feet met the cold wooden floorboards which sent shivers through her skinny physique. She stared through the small window that was at the other side of the room although it didn't offer much light and the sky was still as a dark as it was when she went to sleep.

The blonde wrapped her arms around herself trying to conceal any body heat that she had left and made her way to the bathroom that was just outside her room. She stared into the small mirror that was placed in the middle of the wall; she held her arm up closer to the mirror to offer a better view. The cuts were much deeper than she first imagined and her skin wasn't pink any more but a light shade of purple covered by an extensive amount of bruises that throbbed continuously. She filled the sink halfway and plunged her hands in watching the water ripple within the small area of the porcelain sink. A cold splash of water hit against her face almost stinging her sensitive skin but it felt refreshing and it helped drag her away from the negative thoughts that consumed her mind.

Emma reluctantly dragged herself out of the confines of the bathroom where she felt safe and quickly changed into her clothes. She chose a long plain black sleeve top which would help to cover her marks and a collar that would stop any exposure. She quickly jumped into her skinny jeans and threw on her boots and jacket as she had a three mile walk to school.

She quietly tip toed downstairs and scoured the kitchen for any food she could find. Her stomach was rumbling uncontrollably and her mouth was increasingly dry from the lack of supplies that were in the house. Her parents were too busy having a good time on the town to worry about leaving any decent food in the house for their daughter. The young blonde grabbed the last piece of bread that was in the bottom of the dirty bread bin and quickly made her way out before her parents woke up.

The weather was bitterly cold and a large sheet of ice smothered most of the pavements making it increasingly difficult to stay up right. Emma slowly made her way through the neighbourhood avoiding eye contact with anyone that came into contact with her as it wasn't exactly the safest place to live.

As she passed the small bakery that was situated on the corner the smell of freshly baked goods wafted through the air which tempted the young girl and reminded her of the things that she couldn't have.

In the distance she could see the school which was previously an institute for prisoners but was then replaced with a secondary school. She anxiously made her way down the small path that was surrounded by forestry. Her eyes remained focused on what was ahead of her and the sound of the music coming from the Ipod that she managed to steal from her previous school helped to keep her calm.

Emma made her way through the glass double doors and swallowed hard before approaching the small reception desk that was ahead of her. The woman sat behind it was of small stature and she peered over her glasses at the blonde giving her a look of disapproval before asking what she was waiting for.

"Are you one of the new students that are joining us? I heard we are getting some pupils transferring from other schools."

"Hello, I'm Emma I was transferred from my previous school and I was sent here, this is my first day and I'm not really sure where to go so I guess you're the person to tell me." She reciprocated a response nervously and could tell that the other woman took an instant dislike to her.

"I will call the principle she can take you to her office to sort out your timetable and where you should be." She scowled at Emma and pointed towards a small tatty chair in the corner for her to sit and wait.

Emma looked down at the floor and begrudgingly shuffled over to the chair trying to avoid looking at the woman at reception.

As she twiddled her thumbs in between her clammy palms an older looking woman approached her and gently tapped her on the shoulder causing Emma to jump and pull away as quickly as possible.

"Its aright my dear there's no need to react like that, I'm your principle, my name is Cora Mills and I will be giving you guidance on where to go and will help you with any problems you might have throughout the year. If you follow me I can show you to the office." Cora smiled warmly exposing her perfectly white teeth.

Emma quickly glanced at the woman, she had her hair wrapped tightly in a small bun and her face was more aged then the young girl expected but she seemed pleasant enough with her cherry red lips and her mysterious brown eyes.

The older woman offered a hand as a polite greeting but Emma quickly dismissed that offer and followed her down the corridor.

Emma watched all the other pupils around her they kept their gaze on her, some sniggered and pointed while others smiled. There were mixes of responses as she expected.

She admired the painting that had been done by previous students that adorned the walls but everything seemed so daunting compared to her other school. Everything was much larger in comparison and there were some students that didn't exactly seem like the friendliest of people.

Emma quickly rushed behind the principle in order to catch up and not get lost in the hustle and bustle of people.

They both made their way into the office and the blonde scanned around the room noticing every little detail and the expensive furniture that had its place in the surprisingly spacious office.

Cora gestured for the blonde to sit down and pulled out one of the draws within the cabinet to find her file which had been sent from her previous school.

As she glanced through the thick wedges of paper she was horrified by what she read about the incident in her last school as Emma came across as a timid and reserved young lady rather than something that would involve herself in fights.

"Emma I hope you don't mind me asking this question, but in your file it says that you attacked one of the girls in your previous school which resulted in her getting a broken nose, you don't seem like someone with those characteristics, correct me If I'm wrong." Cora lowered her voice to a softer tone and looked at the young girl waiting for a response.

Emma scratched at her arm trying to avoid the question, her expression remained the same "I don't know why I just did."

"Well if you can promise me that it won't be a regular thing in this school then things here will work out well for you."

"I promise." Emma mumbled

The older woman handed her a piece of paper which had her timetable printed on it and she was given a map which would help her navigate around the school.

"That's your timetable and the map of the school if you find places difficult to find then don't hesitate in asking me or someone nearby they would be more than happy to help, your lessons will start properly as of tomorrow and today will be an induction to give you a taste of what things are really like here." Mrs Mills removed herself from the seat and thanked Emma for coming in and showed her where the induction would take place.