The Kelly Jones Diary - Kick Ass
Kelly's P.O.V dahh :S
I own nothing :,(
A/N okays just a quick authors note I wrote this on a plane so it might be a bit crazy and unread-over but you know inspiration hits at the strangest of times *shakes fist at inspiration* anyhooo no flames but constructive reviews are welcome just like hugs on a cold winters day XD please enjoy oyoyoyoy ^.^ oh and I know nothing about British schools so I made stuff up don't hate please I do try.
Friday afternoon on the 4th week back at school, my last year. I was head girl at one of the most infamous schools in Britain and loving it. I had been here since I was a first year running around with the hocky stick I still use in games, it brings me luck. Growing up here was err well let's say 'educational' but not in the books way the street way if you go to St Trinian's it's not that you have to look out for the world but the world has to look out for you. Everyone told me that I would be head girl one day because I never fit in with any of the tribes and was always a leader of types.
Anyway on Friday afternoons I have to write a week report and give it to Miss Fritton, our less than sane head mistress. To say the least she gave me a home when my abusive grandparents didn't but that's another story for later. A week at St Trinian's was what a normal school would fit into a year and be knacked after it, this school was not for the weak. I grabbed a pen and paper off my desk and started to
write -
Miss Fritton
It has been another eventful week among the students of St Trinian's but not to much damage, here's a list (because I couldn't be bothered to write it as a novel.)
*Tara and Tania's drink killed a lady, 38 I believe she was but flash handled that so it's all ok.
*peaches and Chloe got with Chelsea's 'boyfriend'
*2 of the girls in the lower school, well umm are growing up, if you get what I mean. They thought they were dying so tell Cleaver to pick up on PE lessons
*another few of them picked there tribes for the future as well
*and then just the usual fight club, bitching, bombs and explosions that we usually get.
Kelly
I signed my name and breathed out loudly and slumped in my chair, I looked at the window only to see a note. The first years were the only ones who pretended to be spies and go on secret missions to leave notes on my window with out been discovered they were pretty good at it to.
I picked up the letter and it read-
Kellykins head girlikins :) Parte is happnin now so com now ye¿
...Man they can't spell for shit. I walked to miss's office but she wasn't there so I left the note on her desk she'll read it later. I could hear the music pumping from downstairs; they were playing Kick Ass by Mika I pretty much adopted that song as my own personal anthem besides the 'were not cool' part because I was clearly very cool.
I started to walk down to where we held the party with a crate of drinks for the girls when Miss Fritton stopped me in my tracks. She looked concerned and excited at the same time.
"Follow me deary." she said and started to walk away. I followed her as she walked to her office and close the door. I dropped the drinks on the way there Andrea (the emo) was first at them grabbing a bottle of beer. Miss Fritton office was sound proof you could tell because it was impossible to hear the party which was just outside.
"Yes miss?" I asked wanted to know what she needed me for so I could get to the party.
"A new girl is starting on Monday." miss cut right to she knew I didn't like people fucking around with me trying to sugar coat crap; I let her continue after a brief silence. "Her name is Annabelle Fritton, she's my niece so I don't want any special treatment for her." miss finished.
"Yea sure, anything I should know?" I asked quickly moving things along. Her been a Fritton she should fit in ok, I hope.
"Nope nothing special. Now get the party and get pissed." miss said sounding excited, she must have caught on with my brief questioning.
I walked out the party while the school theme was playing the one the girls aloud wrote for us because they all went to St Trinian's as well but they were 2 years above me and the rest of the higher 6th formers that were here now. The party was roaring and I was drinking the twin's vodka. The last thing I remember if that night was when Keith (one of the boys down the road) was here and we were on my bed.
I woke up with a thumping headache on the floor next to my bed. Keith was gone as all the boys do before any of the girls wake up. The draw above me on my bed side table was open, that top draw had a false bottom on it and it was were I and all the past head girls kept there 'protection'. But I was under the draw if I tried to sit up I would have hit my head so I decided to lay there until I had the strength to lift up one of my arms and close it. Looking underneath this draw brings back memories, basically it's the draw you find yourself under in your first week of been head girl and you didn't think you could handle it so you drunk heavy alcohol until you passed out. On the bottom of the draw under neath it that is, a message was written by a very former head girl, the first some believe, and then several little messages after that in smaller writing I was yet to add my piece. The original message was 'if you want to take the lead you gotta act like you know the way - Hazel Bond 1802' and my favourite message after that was '... So get your hung-over ass of the floor and go do what miss thyme knew you could, lazy fuck. - Marcie Culler 1956'. Newer messages were written on the underneath of the other 3 draws on the bed side table of course they were written very small. By the way miss thyme was another head mistress the school had known for escaping a crazy persons house.
The thing was JJ French told me about the draw and the basic story to it because she didn't thing I would drink to pass out because I couldn't handle the job, she had faith in me but she pretty much ruined the find for me there. I reached up and closed the draw and sat up and got a massive head spin. I climbed onto my bed and passed out again hoping that none of the girls would need me until tonight.
*flashback*
"RUN KELLY" my mum screamed
"No mum I'm not leaving" I told her
"ahh so you want to die to Kelly dear you useless piece of shit" my grandma told me she sounded like a crazy person. My grandad walked out from the shadows and killed my father with one shot of the rifle.
"NOOOO" I screamed.
I jumped out of bed with a cold sweat and tears running down my face. I looked at the clock to see it was 4:30am on Sunday morning, I must have slept all Saturday I can only imagine what kind of state the school is in. Oh well that doesn't matter gotta go and inform the girls about this new girl and organise some prank.
*~*~*~*~* that Monday about 2:00pm *~*~*~*~*
I was leaning on the lockers waiting for the new girl to walk in and was that thing I did with my hips that made the boys I (and most the other 6th's) snuck in at night go crazy. Of course only Bev knew about that. I also used this trick on the new girls to find more out about them. It was the way I found out that Taylor the chav was not the straightest stick on the tree (along with a few of the other girls) I never followed though with it though.
The bell rang and I could see the new girl standing there as the ground started to rumble and shake under my feet. Sweet, the girls knew already that she was here. Going to have to thank Polly for that one (and her CCTV cameras), my unofficial best friend. The shaking stopped for a split second and Gemma one of the first years came skipping down the stairs with the teddy that had the camera in it, the were filming her reaction clearly. A few seconds later came the roar of the rest of the school paper and flying everywhere and pushing and shoving, the new girl was getting knocked around a bit. I had the felling that I should go help her but she needed to know what she was getting herself into.
Once the stairs cleared and her large bag was dropped from a great hight most likely breaking anything that was in there she huffed and looked pissed to be frank.
"Your old mans roller looks like its seen betta' days." I stated to her. I thought I might get her more pissed off to see if she was like a Chav.
"No, it's a classic." She replied sounding just a bit on the defensive side, daddy's girl eyy? I started to do my sexy walk towards her. Her reaction was slight fidgeting. Ice addict maybe?
"Daddy's an expert on the finer things; he has an art gallery in Mayfair." Oh really? Maybe we can rob it one day. I continued to walk forward (sexily) and she was still fidgeting. Ice addict and daddy's girl, I sure hit the jackpot. "I'm Annabelle, Miss Fittion's niece." I know who you are but that sounded more like a question.
I stopped a few inches from her she was shorter than me but hey may just be because I was wearing heels and she wasn't, she had long brown hair and no makeup. A blank canvas. "I'll have someone come fetch your bags." I thought I better test if she was a posh totty.
"I'm sorry I didn't get your name." she replied to me I'm a matter of fact tone.
I smiled slightly at her pushiness but I didn't know if that was the daddy's girl happening again or the ice addict thing. "Kelly Jones, I'm head girl." let's see how you react to this icy.
She huffed again and replied, "Really?" in a 'pfft figures' type tone. Like she was shocked or something.
I looked at her with a 'what the fuck do you know, you're an ice addict and daddy's girl so shut up' look. She looked down in guilt. Ha broke her already, I started to walk up the stairs and said "Welcome to St Trinian's."
As I turned the corner Annabelle (aka icy) started to follow me. "Yes?" I turned and asked her. She looked up and down at me totally stopping to check out my rack.
"Aren't you going to show me around?" icy asked me with her eyes looking like a puppy dogs; I melted instantly but got myself back together just as fast. Kelly Jones did not melt.
"Your class is first door on the left just up the stairs." I replied.
"And my bags?" Annabelle asked.
I sighed, lazy daddy's girl. "I'll take them to your bed." I said with out looking her in the face.
I let her walk in front of me and as she turned the corner that I was when her hand grazed the back of mine. It felt like a fucking electric shock, but it didn't hurt not at all. I felt that I needed to know if she got to class safely, I watched her as she walked away. There was really nothing much to her except... NO! I thought to myself, it doesn't work this way.
I realised that I had been standing in the same spot for like 2 minuets that was long enough for someone to notice thank god no one did. I took ices bags up to her bed with ease she must not have brought much with her.
"Oi" Taylor called from her bed, she was painting her nails. "Ain't you ganna' look frew er' bags?" she asked sounding slightly confused.
I already had my back turned to her and half way out the door. "No." I replied simply. "Get to class." I added before walking out the door.
"Whateva'." Taylor, head chav, added before I was out of ears shot.
I went to my room after that. As head girl I got my own room which was free from CCTV cameras or any pranks of any kind. I was free to have it as I pleased and at the moment it had a huge double bed pushed to one side and a couch and a dresser on the other. Under my bed was a rather large alcohol stash which was mainly vodka, beer, wine, scotch and the twin's vodka at 80%. What can I say I like the heavy stuff, sometimes.
I got out a bottle of vodka, not in the mood for the Trinski kind, and took a swig lying on my unmade bed. The drinking made me think of what had happened earlier with icy. I knew one thing for sure I sure as he'll didn't like her 'yet' the voice in the back of my mind said. She wasn't even pretty 'yet' it added again. I was started to get pissed off with myself for even thinking such a thing. Annabelle was most likely straight as all fuck and I can't change that and I won't try
'bet you could' the voice said again. I passed the voice off as the drinking talking. I kept drinking till I fell asleep or passed out on my bed.
A/N ok theres the first one basicly a bit of a sample to see if i should keep writing which i most likely will but im going back to school tommrow so that may slow me down. Remember reviews are like hugs on a cold winters day ;)