Kelly,
Well, girlie, off to success like all other Head Girls before you. Well, apart from that unfortunate girl a few years back. Still, she's apparently enjoying her holiday at Her Majesty's leisure, so no harm done. She's not the focus of the letter though, sweet girl that she is. No, this is all about you girlie.
You were a one of a kind Head Girl. Though you know that already, of course you do. You've been doing the job for long enough – I suspect JJ mentioned something of that in her letter to you. She never did like the actual job of being Head Girl, but she liked the suggestion that she was popular enough. Silly twit.
So, if my sources are right, they contacted you. I thought they would; you did pull off one of the biggest heists of St Trinian history, after all. I suppose this means we won't be hearing much from you, even though you've given me your number. Well, I can't say I'm surprised, and it goes without saying that you'll be missed. By the teachers, the students – I believe the twins may try to follow you – and by ... well, you already know that one, don't you?
So, all that's left is for me to wish you the best. I'm sure you'll do splendidly girlie; we wouldn't expect any less from you.
Camilla Fritton
Headmistress of St. Trinian's.
xXx
Chat Log:
Andrea: Just read your facebook status. You're staying in London?
Peaches: Seems like yes. I got the acceptance letter for London College of Fashion 2day. Theatre makeup and prosthetics. Wht bout u?
Andrea: English at Kings…
Andrea: You staying on campus?
Peaches: Well, I was going 2, but i looked round the halls and like ew they were so gross. I mean like totally ew, so Daddy bought me a flat just a tube stop away. What about u?
Andrea: I'm not really sure yet. It's, erm, well...
Peaches: OOH. The whole skint thing.
Andrea: I could live at home – Hackney's not that far…I guess.
Peaches: Well I've got a spare room. U could stay with me if u like.
Andrea: ... Really?
Andrea: ... Why?
Peaches: Why what???
Andrea: Why are you being so nice? What do you want?
Peaches: I'm not that bad Andrea!
Andrea: I never said you were. I'm just a suspicious person.
Peaches: Whatever. So I'll email u the details, right?
xXx
HAS JAMES FINALLY FOUND LOVE?
Our sources report him in the company of blonde up-and-coming starlet Chloe Winters...
YES ITS LOVE
At the Brits last night, front man of award winning band, Without Fences, James Morrison spoke to us exclusively about his relationship with Chloe Winters...
MARRIAGE TO BE EXPECTED?
James and Chloe are never out of each other's company, sources tell us, and are deeply in love with each other. "It's like something out of a fairy-tale," a friend of the couple told us, "they just seem so right together, and it's not hard to think that a proposal isn't far off..."
JAMES AND CHLOE – ENGAGED TO BE MARRIED
FAIRY TALES CAN COME TRUE: MEDIA SWEETHEARTS TO MARRY
JAMES AND CHLOE: ARE CRACKS SHOWING
JAMES: CHEATER
CHLOE: UNFAITHFUL
JAMES AND CHLOE: THE ENGAGEMENT IS OFF
HEAT
"HE USED TO TIE ME UP"
Did the award winning rock star abuse the girl only two weeks ago he was engaged to? Is that the reason she broke the engagement off? Full story inside!
xXx
This is to certify that lot number 3357, Harley Street, Islington, London has been purchased by Miss Taylor Scopes on this day, the 19 July 2008 for the purpose of renovation and commercial trade.
xXx
OPENING SOON
SCOPES!
A FASHION HOUSE OF THE GRANDEST DESIGNS
TOP BRAND NAMES AT AFFORDABLE PRICES
LOOK LIKE A MILLON POUNDS WITHOUT HAVING TO SPEND IT
xXx
Regent Street
Cambridge
Cambridgeshire
CB2 1DQ
Dear Miss Polly Cole,
It is my pleasure to inform you that have been admitted to undergraduate Mathematics course at Emmanuel College for the 2007/8 academic year. Note that this admittance has been based on your academic record.
Included are dates for the events of the matriculation week, and reading lists.
xXx
Flash Harry was best reached by leaving a note with the landlord in the pub in the village local to St Trinian's. Everyone knew that. Everyone just happened to now include people Flash didn't want finding him. He sat down at his usual table, racing papers folded closed in front of him, reading over the note they'd left with a vague look of amusement. The letter spoke in mocking tones, suggesting that he didn't have long left to hide, but the smirk that sat across Flash's face said different.
He was a better hider than they were seekers.
