Disclaimer: I don't own St. Trinians or Gallager girls. I only own my made up characters :D
Summary: Sir Piers Pomrey is back and working with the government to shut down St. Trinians unless they are willing to bribe them. The girls school has no money and so take on mission impossible. What happens when old rivials meet? How does the girls over come their addictions with Gallager Girls and Blackthorne Boys waltzing round? About gg2 and after st trininans 2. Zammie!
The Gallager sword
YASMINA'S POV
Hi, my name is Yasmina Keino and I am a St. Trinnian, no question. At the moment the girls and I were in the loft bedroom getting ready for bed. I was stitting on my bed talking with my best friends Martha Peace and Chloe Jones while I plaited my golden hair with electric blue tips. Note: Martha is NOT peaceful, ha she could go on a pyscopathic rampage and not have any regrets, peace is just her last name. Martha had shoulder length, bright red hair and crimson eyes. She had a really skinny build and was one of the strongest girls in school. Chloe had dirty blonde hair with purple highlights and amethyst eyes. She wore a chain around her neck with the ring that her boyfriend gave her before she came to school. She was pretty new here, but not new enough for all of the school not to know her. We don't really belong to a group, were a bit like head girl, Annabell. She doesn't belong to a cirtain circle of girls, she hangs out with everyone. Annabell is my older sister, literally, not like everyone else who sees her as a sister. When we first came to St. Trininans, she was convinced it was full of mad people and tried to force daddy to bring us home. However, after the first school theift, we became more involved in the school and felt more a part of it.
The first years were having their pillow fight and the rest of the school was doing their own thing weather it was computer work with the geeks or gothic stuff with the emos, all of us turned to the door at the end of the loft and saw Miss Frittion standing there with a look of distraught on her face.
" girls, I have an annoucement to make." she paused. " the government are working with Sir Piers Pomfrey to get St. Trinnians shut down." everyone but Annabell, Martha, Chloe and I bust in to cheers until Annabell shut the up.
" Quiet! This is a bad thing. If St. Trinnians is shut down we will all have to go to different schools and by that I mean normal schools." she yelled and then turned back to Miss Fritton and softened her tone. " what can we do to help Miss Fritton?" she asked and our aunt came to sit on her bed next to her.
" nothing dear. There is nothing we can do." she said sadly.
" oh come on miss. There must be something we can do." Martha said.
" yeah maybe we could bribe them into letting our school stay?" Chloe suggested and everyone agreed.
" I'm sorry girls but we don't have to money." Miss Fritton explained.
" well maybe we could steal something again." Chealsea said.
" Well.." Miss trailed off.
" YEAH!" everyone cheered.
" well we could steal this." Polly, the geek, said turning round her laptop for everyone to see. It showed a picture of Gillian Gallager's sword. Mission impossible.
" what?! Miss we can't steal that! As much as I want to save the school, that is just too much. Gallager Academy for Exceptional Young Women is the most secure schools in the world. That is like walking into a death trap." I exclaimed jumping out of my seat.
" no, it is a death trap." Chloe enforced.
" well what other choice do we have?" Taylor snapped back.
" erm.. how about any other bloody thing in the world!" I snapped back and she curlled into a ball on her bed showing I had won.
" even if we were going to do this how would we get in?" first year twins, Tara and Tiarna asked in sync as everyone turned to look at them and then to Annabell.
" well we could send a few students to infulltrait the school and then a few nights later some of us meet them outside with the sword. Done."
" who would go?" I asked and she looked at Martha, Chole and I together.
" US?!" we exclaimed together.
" yes you guys are perfect for the job." Annabell said.
" I will go and sort it out with the school." Miss Fritton said getting up and rushing down to her office. We sat there dumbfoundled until we hear Taylor's annyoing snigger and we snapped out of our trance and Martha glared at her.
" good night girls, time for bed." Annabell annouced and everyone obayed. Well except for the emos who sort of went to bed but it was more their coffins. I snugged down in bed and thought about what was to come...
the next morning in class, we all talked up a plan on how the mission was to work. We were to start the school at the beginning of the year and were to finish our mission half way through the first term. After class, Martha, Chloe and I walked up stairs to the loft to pack our bags. We needed: clothes, shoes, bathroom stuff, make up, straighteners, curlers, vodka, laptops, ipods, phones, books, and may other things, mainly alcohol so we didn't go insane. Two days later, we were ready to leave.
