Day 2 - Morning - First day of school...

[Charlotte Quessy]

Charlotte was under the shock of the scene - she didn't expected a such discussion in class and for the first day of school. This town seme have their ghosts and it seem to influence the children attitude toward each other.

Charlotte: Everyone stay sit at their desks. You.

She pointed at John, which seem be the older student in the class.

Charlotte: You come in front and watched the class. And all of you...

The teacher looked all student form the left to the right.

Charlotte: Instead of present yourself in fornt he class, everyone will write it on paper.

Charlotte walked toward the door while John sat at her desk in front the class.

Charlotte: None of you should stant up unitl I'm back in the class.

Charlotte left outside, wondering about what will happen - Sam was so confused when she run from the school and Charlotte wondered what she will do.

** Go here for read the next with Charlotte searching for Samantha **

[Carl Quessy]

Carl felt sad for Samantha and for his mother. None of them deserve this. He pick up a paper and looked to the boy sat at the teacher desk.

John: You listen the teacher? Write your presentation on paper.

He put his feet on the teacher desk, crossed his armd behind his head, while waiting for her return and watched the student in the class.

[Oliver O'Neill]

Oliver tried to pay no attention to Luke’s further comment and instead began to draw on a peace of paper, though he wasn’t much of an artist, but he had given his presentation, so he couldn’t write that.



While drawing, his mind went towards Samantha’s sudden departure and that the teacher also had gone. He could understand how sad Samantha must have felt and why she decided to leave. He only hoped the day would turn out better.

**Tag anyone at the school**

[Tom Smith]

Lottie stared at the peice of paper in front of her. Her eyes now looking and inspecting what to do. She had witnessed what happend to her friend Sam, worried for her friend and now worried about herself. She could feel her tummy turning. Bitting her bottom lip. The little girl looked around at the other people.
Putting her pen onto paper, she made a squiggly line.
She looked up and watched Oliver and then peered at Katies paper.

[Oliver O'Neill]

(Oliver noticed that Lottie looked in his direction. He could see that she was very young and therefore probably had difficulties writing. He glanced to Lottie with a friendly smile)

Oliver: Do you need help with writing your presentation? I could help you if you would like.

**Tag Lottie**

[Tom Smith]

Lottie listened to Oliver and nodded. "oh please do help me !" She smilied s little bit and then looked down at her plank paper. "You enjoy this?" she asked pointing to his work.
Lottie was very happy someone would help her.

[Oliver O'Neill]

(Oliver gave a warm friendly smile to Lottie)

Oliver: Well, not really. I’m not very good at drawing. It was just something I chose to do while we wait.



(He looked at his drawing of a tree and then pushed it a bit away. He then looked at Lottie again)

Oliver: What would you like to say in your presentation? I could write it for you.

(He said this while thinking that she probably was too young to know how to write anything. He picked up a pencil and was ready to write)

**Tag Lottie**

[Tom Smith]

Lottie looked at him and then down to the penciel he held in his hand. "well its gotta be about us and what we want to be when older" she paused. "Um...."Lottie giggled. "i'm Lottie and i gotta little sister she's really little" The young girl smiled up at him. "i live with my pa and sister...at the boarding house thingy!" She looked up and put her hands on her head and looked back down, rubbing her eyes. "I don't wanna grow up...what i wish for is a ma....!" She stopped and looked at Oliver.

[Oliver O'Neill]

(Oliver wrote everything down what Lottie said, as fast as he could, but when she mentioned that she wanted a mother, he glanced at her with a somehow sad expression)

Oliver: I know how it’s like not having a mother. But I’m very thankful that I still have my older sister and brother……….

John: Hey you!!!



(Oliver looked up towards the kid not much older than himself)

John: No helping other students with their presentation.

Oliver: But she is very little. I don’t think she knows how to write.

John: Yeah well… Alright I suppose you can.

(Oliver turned his head towards Lottie again)

Oliver: Anything else you would like to tell?

**Tag Lottie or anyone else at school**

[Tom Smith]

Lottie smiled. "yea i'm glad u gotta older brothers and sisters Oliver....it's nice to ave someone who can elp you....I do elp my lil sister sometimes...but she just steals my 'orse" The little blonde child looked down and listened to Oliver when he asked if she wouldlike anything else for him to write. "um..." she paused. "how about i got new friends....and that one of em is like a big brother....you!" The little blonde smiled at him innocently.

[Oliver O'Neill]

(Oliver was surprised by the little girl’s last sentence. He smiled to her and was very glad that she appreciated his help and friendship. He wrote Lottie’s last request down and then began to read it softly to her)

Oliver: Alright, so here’s what I’ve written....
I'm Lottie and I gotta little sister. She’s really little. I live with my pa and sister, at the boarding house.
I don't wanna grow up. What I wish for, is a ma.
I got new friends and one of them is like a big brother.

(Oliver placed the paper in front of Lottie and looked at her happy)



Oliver: If there’s anything else you need help with, just ask me. I’m always glad to help.

(He gave one last smile to the little girl and went towards his own seat and sat down, waiting for the teacher and Samantha to return)

**Tag anyone at school**

[Tom Smith]

Lottie thanked Oliver before he moved back to his seat. Her smile to him was genuine.
Looking down at her peice of paper she traced the letters with her finger. Her eyes looked up and she searched the class room. Wanting the teacher back she bit her lip and looked slightly worried. She had never been to school before and now she felt uneasy about being a room full of children who were older than her and knew more than she did.

[Oliver O'Neill]

(Oliver continued to draw what he had started but was beginning to worry about the teacher and Samantha being away for such a long time. Luke Robinson noticed little Lottie, seeming uncomfortable about her surroundings. He began to curl-up some papers into small balls, and with purpose, he began to throw them at Lottie’s back. The little girl turned around)

Luke: What’s the matter? Why are you looking at me?



(He couldn’t control his laughter and covered his mouth with his hands)

**Tag Lottie**

[Tom Smith]

Lottie looked at him, her eyes looking into his, reaching into her blonde hair she pulled out a ball. "what ya doing?" she asked quietly, her bottom lip quivered. She turned around in her chair. She looked down at her peice of paper and sighed. 'If school's like this i dont think i wanna come back' she thought.She looked down and then around to look at Luke.
"Please stop" she asked.

[Oliver O'Neill]

Luke: Stop what?

(Oliver glanced towards Luke and Lottie)

Oliver: Don’t bother her, don’t you have anything else useful to do while we wait?

Luke: Stay out of this orphan-boy.

Oliver: You take that back!

John: Hey, hey!!!

(John looked angry at Oliver)

John: Keep quiet till the teacher comes back. You know better than to start trouble O'Neill.



(Oliver didn’t comment John, while Luke just giggled)