Alongside BFF Aleesha, Danielle coasted her way through school, more concerned about looking good than working hard. Danielle always wanted great things for her future - so long as she didn't have to chip a nail achieving them. Danielle's lowest point at Waterloo Road came when she drank some stolen ethanol from the science classroom and woke up in a hospital bed - all in the name of 'having a good time'. Danielle learnt then to appreciate moderation, but is still opinionated, articulate and confident. She'd choose style over content every time and would happily miss a lesson if is gave her exclusive access to the mirrors in the girl's toilets.
Since finishing at Waterloo Road, Danielle has failed to win a place at her chosen uni to do 'business studies'. She sits at home all day, stroking the cat, saying she's depressed and annoying the hell out of her mother and friends. She has handed in 'hundreds' of CV's to firms and blames them for not following. It hasn't occurred to Danielle that a job in a local caff would be good for her soul - never mind voluntary work at the old folks' home down the road. Danielle feels she's owed - and that's that.