Home.

Annabelle Fritton, Head Girl of St. Trinian's school for girls, watched silently as her students slowly pilled out of the building and into the drive. The happy students were saying their final goodbye's to their friend's before they crawled into cars which would take them home for the summer break.

For most girls it was goodbye only until a new school year started but for the final form most of their goodbyes were permanent. They wouldn't see a lot of their friends again as they made lives on the outside.
Belle hoped the world was ready for her form, even though she knew it wasn't.

She herself had taken a job with MI7 where she was to be partnered with her predecessor Kelly Jones. It would seem Belle was to follow the girl to the grave. First Head Girl, now her choice in job. Not that she was complaining.

Kelly was alluring and seductive and yet, behind her cold, detached mask was a kind and loving girl. Very few ever made that realization but Fritton Jr. had found out not long after the Heist in her first year at her beloved school.

And now it was time to leave.

A tugging on her blouse made her look down and see the twin dynamos.

"Hello girls. You off then?" she asked them with a smile.

They nodded at her sadly.

"Yes Belle. We wanted to say goodbye. We're going to miss you." Tania said.

"You will visit won't you?" Tara asked softly, with pleading eyes.

"Of course I will. And I'll make sure to bring Kelly with me." Belle replied before bending down to hug the girls.

"Goodbye Belle!" they both chanted before running off to the car that would take them home.

Belle watched as Chelsea and the totties got into their expensive cars and drove off. She watched the Emo's get in their coffin's and the Chav's jam up their music before taking off and not looking back.

Slowly all the students were gone and Belle was all that was left.

She'd already said goodbye to her Auntie. All that was left was to actually leave.

And that required her ride.

Speaking of which.

Loud music filled the air as the sound of tires on gravel could be heard coming up the drive.

Belle smirked and leaned back against the wall as a silver Austin martin pulled up in front of her.

The music turned off as the driver's door opened and a figure stepped out to lean against the car and smirk at her, mocking the pose she had stolen from the figure in the first place.

"Took you long enough. Was starting to think you weren't gonna show." She said.

The figure's smirk just got more smug.

"I promised that I would pick you up didn't I?"

Belle just shook her head in amusement and pushed off the wall, slowly walking towards the figure.

"That you did."

Reaching the figure she placed both hands on either side of the figures head.

"How's home?" the figure asked.

Belle smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips against the figures.

"It's not my home." Belle whispered referring to the school.

The figure just arched an eyebrow before opening the passenger door for Belle, who gracefully climber in. The figure moved around and got in the driver's side.

"Then where is home?"

Belle turned to smile at the figure.

She leaned forward once again, kissing the figure as they started the car.

"You're my home, Kelly Jones."

End.