"So take my number, come on over, be my Soulja Boy!" Taylor and Bianca yelled as they threw the dorm door open and barged in. Polly groaned quietly, things had been rapidly getting out of control since Kelly had been arrested two weeks ago. As soon as they had been given the all clear to leave the gallery, chaos erupted. Everyone had fired at least two thousand questions each at Polly, all demanding to know what they were supposed to do now. Just thinking about that bus journey back to the school made Polly's head throb. Naturally it was the Chavs that had started the following arguments about who was to blame for their Head Girl getting caught, names swirled around the rickety bus as each girl blamed another. Eventually it was Taylor, backed by Andrea, to take charge of the situation. But Taylor's maturity only lasted a few days after that and now she had gone back to her usual obnoxious and arrogant self.
Polly was getting bored of Taylor and her tribe causing trouble with the Emos which turned into a fight with the Eco's, the Totties and eventually everyone else. The tribes had become more divided than ever with each one backing either Taylor's Chavs or Andrea's Emos. The only three St Trinians to stay out of the petty bickering and school yard fights were herself, Annabelle and Andrea. Polly sighed at thought, she was grateful that Annabelle and Andrea weren't getting involved but she couldn't help but frown at the two. Annabelle had gone back to the timid new girl with the absence of her aunt and her mentor. The youngest Fritton needed to stand up and take charge of the situation like a true Fritton but instead she was busy blaming herself for going after Thwaites Jr. and missing her target. Andrea was the same, instead of taking charge of her tribe and controlling that side of the tribe war she was sulking about breaking the line, preventing Kelly from escaping. Polly couldn't help but become frustrated at the two.
"And when you're over I'll show you how you shout it boy!" Taylor carried on singing, becoming louder and louder. The Head Geek was quickly losing her patience with the Chav and her terrible singing; it always brought on a migraine. To say that Polly was stressed was the world's biggest understatement; she had been left with a media storm to deal with on top of keeping everyone in line as well as a new Headmistress being instated today. She didn't need Taylor's arrogance and trouble making tendency to add to her stress.
"Taylor, stop serenading Andrea and shut up," Polly hissed without taking her eyes from her laptop screen. For a brief moment there was silence as Taylor began to process what Polly's insult actually had meant, then her cheeks pinked a little in a small blush and her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. The Head Chav opened her mouth to the defend herself and fire a string of endless profanities at the Geek when the whole dorm exploded into laughter. Taylor clamped her mouth shut but continued to glare daggers at Polly.
"Whatever," she muttered before she stalked off to her area of the dorm. Polly smirked to herself over her small victory, which would shut Taylor up for the day. Now all she needed to do was get everybody else in line and prepare them to meet the unfortunate woman that would be taking Miss Fritton's place. Her plan to deal with this new arrival was simple, the girls would drive the replacement insane and then they would act like innocent angels when any authority figure came to visit. Naturally, Polly would hack into the Education Sector's computer system and arrange these surprise visits so that they would always be prepared. Then, the final stage of her plan, they would turn the new Headmistress into a raging alcoholic and call the police in a mock panic. But that wouldn't be until either the new recruit was drove to insanity or Miss Fritton was released, whichever option came first.
An hour later and everyone was crowding around the main staircase, some were hanging over the railing while others were sat on the stairs. Each St Trinian was here to catch a glimpse of their new Headmistress and greet her in the traditional way. Polly stood in the middle of Taylor and Andrea at the base of the stairs, ready to greet the new teacher before Tania and Tara ordered a flour bomb attack. Beverly, Matron, Ms Cleaver and the other teachers stood off to the side frowning or, in Matron's case, nervously wringing their hands. She was sure that with Miss Fritton gone there was nobody to save her job.
The front doors to the school slowly opened, the old hinges groaning in protest. Then a stern, old and very butch looking woman stepped into the building dressed in a smart black skirt and blazer pulled in tightly around her rounded waist. Her dark brown hair was tied back in a tight bun at the back of her head and her pointed nose and sharp eyes finished off her overall authoritative look. Polly's eye brows shot up, clearly this woman meant business. She would be difficult to crack but they would crack her, St Trinian girls were excellent at scaring unwanted visitors away. It was one of the only special talents that they all had in common. "She looks like Miss Trunchbull," Andrea whispered nervously to Polly who nodded in agreement.
"So who volunteers to be Matilda?" Polly grinned.
"Ladies," the butch woman greeted. "My name is Mildred Bertha Turpis," she introduced.
"What an ugly name," Chelsea murmured.
"You may call me Miss Turpis and nothing else. You will be seeing me around every now and then as my fellow inspectors will be assessing your new Headmistress," Mildred explained in her deep, masculine voice.
"Bet she bats for the other team," Taylor mumbled as she rubbed her hands together in glee at the upcoming mischief.
"Now, I shall leave you to warmly welcome your new Headmistress, who will also be continuing her current role as English teacher, Miss Dickinson," the inspector finished. A small, discreet smile played on Polly's lips, this would be too easy. The English teacher would be too concerned with getting them involved in books and appreciating the works of Dickens and Shakespeare a like, she wouldn't even notice the chaos explode around her. It wouldn't take much to rid the school of her, which meant the girls could spare more time and resources into cleansing the school of the Trunchbull lookalike and her band of not so merry inspectors.
As Mildred Bertha Turpis stalked out of the building with her sharp, crooked nose pointed high towards the sky. Polly whirled around on her heel and looked back at the St Trinian army; each one had their own unique mischievous grins plastered onto their faces. The Geek locked eyes with Tania and Tara and gave them a small signal to wait for their cue. After Miss Dickinson's usual cheery greeting about the importance of literature and gaining a proper education with good grades, they would fire but it would be on Polly's command.
"Hello girls," Miss Dickinson greeted them five minutes later, dressed in her usual tweed and sensible shoes. Polly smiled pleasantly at the woman as her fellow St Trinians chorused back a greeting in equally sweet voices. Clearly this woman still had a lot to learn about St Trinians and was still an amateur in their world of anarchy and freedom. It wouldn't take much, Polly reminded herself with her discreet grin still on her lips. A few Taylor and Andrea fights, Tania and Tara explosives and the temptation of alcoholic drinks from Matron would only be needed Polly estimated as she did the math.
"I am pleased to introduce your new Deputy Head Miss French," the English teacher said after a five minute ramble about how proud she was about the maturity shown lately amongst the girls. Taylor's face fell, she hated that woman. Ever since Taylor had met JJ French she had disliked the stuck up Head Girl turned PR Guru, the Chav always thought she had a stick stuck up her arse. No matter her personal feelings towards JJ French, Taylor felt grateful. Clearly this was Kelly's doing which meant the Head Girl was still thinking about them and helping them survive.
"And I am happy to announce your new Head Girl," Miss Dickinson continued to smile. Polly stopped smirking, she wasn't expecting that. Nobody would be able to replace Kelly Jones at the moment; everyone was still too hopeful that she would come back. This would destroy the flicker of hope and the flame of defiance, especially in the First Years. Polly scowled; maybe Miss Dickinson knew what she was doing after all. "Let's all congratulate our new Head Girl Chelsea Parker and our two new prefects Chloe and Peaches!"
No, Polly thought, this woman really didn't know what she was doing.
The song Taylor was singing (Badly) was Love Shy by Platinum, if you can't remember blasting this down the street on your Song Ericsson then you've not lived ;]
Review because everyone keeps reminding me that I used to look like Matilda from the film -.-