A/N Right, so this is my first fic, so for one time I will allow flames, just this one chapter.
This is a pairing I thought of randomly and thought would go well together Annabelle/Polly. It may take a while to really get to the meat of the story.

Listen carefully because I'm only writing this once. I OWN NOTHING OF ST. TRNNIANS.


A Geek and Her Beauty

"Hey Polly!"

The Redhead's head shot up at the voice, only one girl in the school had that voice.

"What's going on Annabelle?" she asked

"Well, I need to move my money into a new account."

"Sure we can do that, but why do you need my help, there's a bank in town. You haven't been here long enough to have made that much illicit cash."

Annabelle smiled at that remark, remembering seeing Polly's accounting books on the students deals with Flash.

"That's not the problem, The account is tied to my father's. I don't want him knowing. He may suspect something is up if he sees my cash all drained."

"Ah, We don't want him worried when Flash tries to con him out of 'arf a bar'."

"Also, I don't want him taking money from me as revenge when he figures out we screwed him." Annabelle smirked at the prospect of coning her dad. " The account number is 368…"

"Annabelle!"

"…28…"

"Annabelle!" Annabelle continued reciting her account number, not noticing the entire geek section stop working to listen, nobody ever missed a chance for more money at St. Trinians.

"…5…"

"BELLE!"

"Wha, what did you say?" stuttered a surprised Annabelle. Polly didn't reply immediately, busy as she was glowering at here tribe as they resumed their previous work obediently. Disappointed but un repentant for what they had almost succeeded at accomplishing. Polly turned back to a slightly flushed Annabelle.

"This is St. Trinians Annabelle, You can't just announce your bank account number and expect nothing to happen."

To this Annabelle simply replied with, "You called me Belle" wearing a slightly bemused expression.

"Sorry Annabelle, but you weren't paying attention."

Now the Geeks were watching again. It was known that the new girl could be dangerous if she was provoked, and also Polly was not one known for making mistakes, or for apologizing. It was at this moment Kelly Jones walked in.

"What's all this then? Is today a holiday?" the head girl asked the motionless geeks. There was an audible silence and Kelly arched an eyebrow. Finnaly one of the younger geeks burst out,

"Polly called Annabelle Belle. I think it sounds like a nice nickname, but she hasn't said anything yet."

"So Fritton, What do you think? Annabelle can be so cumbersome, don't you agree Pol?" Kelly asked with a sly glance at the Head Geek.

Shit she knows! How could she, I hide it so perfectly. She's Kelly Jones, she knows everything that in this "school". Wait if she knows who else knows? Crap I still have to hide it I don't want to be embarrassed. Be calm Polly, reply with something witty, act normal.

All these thoughts flashed through Polly's brain in a millisecond, and she replied within the same heartbeat.

"Yeah Belle is much faster, but we could always use the Simple Fritton as you so enjoy Jones… So which do you prefer Fritton?" Polly finished allowing herself a small smirk towards Kelly.

Annabelle looked scared being put on the spot. She blushed slightly as she replied.

"I always liked Annabelle; can't we just keep it as it is?"

"Alright Annabelle Fritton," Kelly turned on her heel and walked out calling over her shoulder that Chelsea wanted her help finding something appropriate for the upcoming School Challenge match.

Annabelle turned back to Polly, "Right POL, how are you going to get my money if I can't give you my account number? And now I have to go help Chelsea dress for TV now." She asked Polly with a slight pout

"Calm down, your acting like a totty. First I'm sorry again for calling you Belle. You just log onto your account, to check the balance or something. I'll just use your access as a back door into the bank's record system adjusting them so it looks like you never had the money in the account. Then we can simply drain the funds to a reserve account. From there we can put the money anywhere we want."

"Oh…Okay, I didn't think it would be that simple."

Annabelle logged onto her account on Polly's laptop. Polly glanced absently at the screen as she began working her way though the layers of the banks electronic security.

"Holly Crap Annabelle. ₤350,000! This may take longer, I'll have to slowly drain the money over hours, banks are more careful with accounts of this amount. How did you get so much, Cheltenham doesn't seem like a place where you can make a lot of cash with side businesses."

"Daddy has always ben generous with my allowance. Not that I ever spent much of it on anything. It all just accumulated. Not that I'm complaining in any way, I would be very disappointed to find any of it missing."

"Not to worry I'll be very careful. Here write down the account you want me to transfer the funds to and I'll get it done by tonight. Now leave me to the easy stuff and stop Chelsea from embarrassing herself on live television."

"Thank you so much Polly!" Annabelle gave the girl a quick hug and strode out of the room.

Polly stole a peak at the retreating figure. Belle fits, very Belle. She gave a quite sigh, glancing around to see if anyone noticed her wandering eyes then resumed transferring Annabelle, Belle's funds.


Right, so Chapter One done Please review, remember this is your only chance to flame without me getting all upset or anything. Remember just because I said you can flame doesn't mean I don't want helpful reviews either. Also I need help, do you think Belle should have a thing for Kelly, or Kelly for Belle to add another dimension to the story?

I'll try to update soon, but as this author is still learning to walk it may take time to advance from crawling to walking.