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Name: Francesca Emily Beckett

Nickname:By friends and she is known as Fran or Frankie, by her students she is known as Ms Beckett, previously known as Mrs Clarke but changed her name back after he divorce.

Age: Twenty Nine.

Subject Taught: English Language and Literature.

Personality:Francesca is and has always been a very mentally strong woman, intelligent and strong willed she is a woman who knows her own mind and is not afraid to show it. Fran is a big believer that you should never judge someone on your first meeting and she follows this example, she will always give someone a chance, second and probably third, however this doesn't mean she forgets what you have done and will hold it against you if you cross her . She has always been a big adventurer, as a child she would disappear for hours on end exploring different parts of the town and surrounding countryside, she just loves to discover new places, this coincides with her spontaneity, she loves nothing more than too surprise people, especially with her daughter and her friends, whether it be gifts or a day out. Although quite a homely Francesca is also aware of the undiscovered beauty that the world holds and would love an opportunity to travel to these far off countries, however her priorities at the moment are Lily, you can't exactly drag a five year old around the world. Fran has always been extremely strong minded and opinionated, she knows her own mind and likes to speak it not matter what which can sometimes get her into a bit of trouble, especially when it comes to her superiors at the school and other teachers, she often points out what other teachers are doing wrong. She doesn't like things to get her down and a lot of the time she doesn't let it, however like everyone Fran has her limits and when she does a tub of Ben & her rays, titanic and a good cry often sorts her out.

Francesca is a pretty, highly intelligent, sweet woman yet she has a bitchy streak, especially when it comes to Steve, her ex-husband, he cheated on her what do you expect. She also has a tendency to take the piss out of some of the rich kids and their superficial problems. She is an extremely stubborn woman and hates it when she's wrong; but is not above apologising if she is wrong. She is extremely loyal and protective of her friends, and family; she has a sensitive and loving nature, this shows with her daughter and her students, whom she does care immensely about. Despite having a confident exterior, underneath it all, Fran has become a little unsure of herself after her messy divorce, being cheated on is not fun, she believed they would be together forever and this divorce has shaken her confidence when it comes to men.

She is a fun woman and this shows in her teaching style, she tries to make what she does fun, as much as English can be mind you. Her weekends are for Lily, they bake, go to the park, watch Disney movies, go ice skating, go to the zoo; they just spend as much time as they can together. Fran loves culture and heritage, she enjoys art, antiques and foreign movies although doesn't particular get to enjoy them when dragging around a bored little girl.

Clothing Preference: Francesca has a keen eye for fashion, she likes to look nice, that is no secret, although as money is a little tight at the moment, she can't afford to spend an awful amount of money on items. She likes labels, especially when it comes to shoes but due to her money issues, Fran buys them off eBay. At work she has a rather classic, professional look, shift dresses, pencils skirts and satin blouses, things like that. In her down time her time is very dependant on the seasons, she layers in winter and looses them in the summer.

Appearance Description:Francesca is considered a pretty girl, she is tall, standing at 5ft 7inches, her height mainly made up from her long legs and slender at a light 120lbs, a medium bust and rounded hips, giving her womanly features, a vast change from the lanky woman she was before Lily was born. Coming from a well-to-do family, Fran had the importance of posture drilled into her from a young age, she holds herself well and with confidence which surrounds her with a slight aura of elegance. Fran's skin is a creamy pale, so much so that as a child people often though her sickly due to it, in the sun however it does change slightly to a golden tone, but there isn't a vast change; she hold no moles nor freckles on her face making it relatively unblemished..

Her face is softly rounded, there are no sharp features in her face, her nose is straight and quite normal in standards. Her lips are slightly thin but shapely, mostly painted a faded red, Fran likes to wear lipstick or gloss and very rarely goes out without any on. Her eyebrows are always kept plucked in a arched shaped and are a similar shade to her hair. Francesca's eyes are quite possibly her best feature, they are almond shape with a sapphire blue hue; framed with thick, long black lashes, they are her most distinctive features. Her hair is long, velvety raven black, which often tumbles freely in loose curls or waves and frames her face with a centred.

Bio/History:

Likes:
-Animals
-Art
-Reading
-Travelling
-Spending time with her daughter, Lily
-Baking
-Cooking
-Music
-Elvis
-Flowers
-Most of her students
-The history channel
-Tapas
-Italian food
-Ice cream
-Romance
-Long Walks
-Snow

Dislikes:
-Being alone
-Marking papers
-Exam time; exam work is boring
-Mouthy students
-Bad hair days
-Being rushed
-Being caught out by rain
-Her ex, Steven

Relationship Status: Recently Diorced.

So begins...

Francesca Beckett's Story

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#2013-04-29 01:39:29, as written by Calvazara

Francesca Beckett was not a woman who liked to be rushed, in chaotic times it was, it was often that one would forget things in these situations and if there was anything Fran hated more than being rushed, it was forgetfulness. This was one of the main reason, the dark-haired woman would rise earlier than she probably had to, on the days worked at least and always had everything planned out for lessons well in advance, there was nothing wrong with being prepared. It was the beginning of a new year at Heathglen Academy and signalled Frans five year at the Prestigious School; she had studied at an equivalent school back in England before coming to America to study at Stanford; getting this job had been one of the highlights of her life, except Lily being born, that trumped everything.

The thought of her daughter, caused Fran to smile into her cup of tea, even though she had been in America for ten years now and still couldn't shake her need for tea, Lily had been an unexpected but welcomed change to her life and she had thought she had finally achieved the family which she had always wanted; the loving husband and beautiful children. Little did she know how all that would change in just five years.

It was a new school year and the term wasn't the only thing which was new for the English teacher; a few weeks after the school had broken up for summer, Steve had left for a business trip in New York, only to return a few days later with the devastating news that he was leaving her, the news was shocking and after hours of arguments and flying porcelain, it was revealed that he had been carrying out an affair with one of his work colleague, a slut by the name of Emily Robinson, what made it worse was that this affair had been going on for over a year and when Steve had to miss Lily's third birthday party, because he was away on business, he was really seeing her. When Fran had learned this, a hair dryer was flung at his head. She sighed deeply at the memory, that had been two months ago now and the pain was still rife, divorce proceedings were going relatively smoothly, she was keeping the house and Lily would remain with her, that was the important thing.

"Morning Mama" a small voice distracted her from thought.

Placing her mug down on the kitchen counter, Fran swivelled around on her kitchen stool, turning to face her daughter with a smile "Good morning my little love" she cooed, lifting the small child onto her lap, running a hand over her light brown curls "how did you sleep?" She asked pouring the milk onto the bowel of lucky charms, she had prepared for her.

Lily leant back against Frans chest, stifling a yawn as she placed her teddy bear onto the counter and reached for the spoon for her cereal "I dreamt about rabbits again." Fran smiled, bringing the mug back to her lips "that's nice sweetie" she supplied. "Mommy, are we getting a puppy as well?" Fran raised her eyebrow at that, Lily had never mentioned about puppies before, she had always wanted a rabbit or kitten, never a dog "why do you ask?" She asked curiously. "Daddy said he's going to buy me one when he gets his new house" she supplied happily. Fran however, did not share her daughters sentiment, her jaw clenched at Steves manipulation "we'll see sweetheart."

After breakfast, Fran dressed Lily for kindergarten and tied her hair into bunches before going into her own room and changed into her outfit for her first day back at school. It didn't take her long, she had already applied her make up and straightened her hair, sitting down on the edge of her bed, Fran slipped her feet into, eBay bought jimmy choos, which technically didn't count as designer shoes, but they had cost her a quarter of the price. Not long later they were by the front door, Fran helping Lily into her coat before slipping her own on.

Mornings were kept to a pretty strict routine, she would drop Lily of at school, walk her into class, kiss her goodbye then hurry back to her car where she would drive to school, luckily, Lily had recently grown out of her crying bloody murder phrase, whenever Fran would leave her, so that gave her extra time in the morning to get to work, without having to drive like a maniac through town. Pulling into the staff car park, Fran pulled into the first available spot she saw, cutting the engine to her Audi, immediately cutting the engine. Grabbing her handbag and the other large bag containing all her school work, Fran made a bee line for the entrance of the school, which was already buzzing with students, some new and some old faces, she smiled at some of last years students and also to some of the new student, undoubtedly feeling a little daunted by this school, she was on her first day and she was a teacher.

Fran walked with a purposeful stride, down the corridor, her heels clicking in rhythm on the hard floor; she quickly found herself outside the teachers lounge, opening the door, she walked inside, smiling as she seemed to be the first one in, giving her a little more time to prepare for the inevitable 'how was your summer Fran?' 'Good, besides the fact that my husband left me' conversation, dumping her bags down on one of the chairs, Fran removed her coat, hanging it on the coat hanger in the corner before walking to the kitchen area, the first one in on a morning was always tasked with making a fresh pot of coffee, hell she was probably going to need a few mugs to get her through the day, if only she could top it off with a little whiskey.

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#2013-04-29 05:59:03, as written by Scarlet Loup

Jay's summer hadn't really been eventful. He'd watched countless programs on the Smithsonian Channel, beat a few video games, and read many novels. Actually, he really hadn't been outside much the entire time except to buy groceries or any other necessities. Even though he'd broken up with Nicole back before school let out, he was still heartbroken and had been, in simpler terms, a recluse. On the morning of his first day returning to Heathglen Academy, Jason had woken up considerably early due to a certain little feline he shared his apartment with. The loud, high-pitched mewling of George had jolted him awake with a groan.

"Damn it, George..." he muttered, sitting up and knocking the scrawny cat off of his chest and into his lap. Purring as if self-content, the cat curled up in Jay's lap, only to be knocked off on to the bed when the man started to stand up. "Sorry, buddy...work today." Dragging his feet against the carpet, Jay made his way to the bathroom. If the cat hadn't woken Jay up enough, then the shock he received from gripping the doorknob certainly did. With another groan, he entered the bathroom and made for the shower.

After showering, Jay felt much more awake. In fact, he was almost able to notice George before tripping over the cat and falling down on the floor of his bedroom. With a loud caterwaul, the feline sprang up and dashed for the door and out of sight. Jason slowly picked himself up and then grabbed at his glasses on the nightstand where he usually left them. With them on, things seemed a bit clearer as he hurriedly pulled on a white dress shirt, blue tie, and brown pinstripe suit. To finish off the outfit, he grabbed a pair of weathered brown dress shoes and slid them on to his feet.

Dressed and much more awake, he entered the kitchen, dodging the cat that had set itself down in the pathway, and grabbed a pack of Poptarts. They were some sort of chocolate flavor, due to the fact that he really wasn't a fan of the normal strawberry or cherry flavored ones. With them in hand, he grabbed the keys to his car and made for the door, locking it behind him.

In the parking lot of the apartment building, Jason unlocked and entered his silver Prius. Once inside, he popped open the package of of Poptarts and broke off a piece to shove in his mouth. As he drove off, Jay quickly ate his breakfast, stopping to break off another piece of Poptart at each traffic light or stop sign. Eventually, he made it at the school and parked his car somewhere near the front of the school. Though the package was empty, his fingers were covered in the icing from the inside of the pastry.

Signing dramatically, he licked his fingers clean and started toward the door of the school, pushing his way through the crowd of students with grunts of "'scuse me" and "pardon". Finally, he was inside and his fingers were icing-free. A sigh, of relief this time, passed through his lips as he looked around the from hall. It was wonderful to be back. Jay followed the path to the teacher's lounge and slipped in, not even realizing at first that he wasn't alone.

"Oh, jeez, hey," he said, jumping slightly as he noticed Fran. He flashed a quick smile at her and walked toward the coffee pot that was in the kitchen area. "How are you, Fran?"

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