I get dragged past Miss Fritton and a now snoring Beverly, the old freedom fighter's facial expressions are back. Her usually friendly, warming and toothy smile isn't occupying her face. The look she has upon her wise face is one that been used since back when he was Annabelles age, back in the dinosaur era. That's right Miss F has a smirk planted upon her face, usually she hides it and tries to look innocent. My arm is practically being pulled out of it' socket but the chav but it doesn't matter, if it means seeing Kelly faster I can live with it.

I'm being dragged up the staircase, a step closer to Kelly! With every step excitement builds inside of me, I get to see her warm, gentle face again. I hope her face is still gentle, even if it isn't for me. I'd hate to be the one responsible for her being harsh towards the first years, it should be me who she takes her anger out on. I can see the door that gives you entrance to the head girls room, I bet that's where she is. Annabelle must be keeping a close eye on her, the little Fritton must be worried.

I can only remember little clips of how she left me, its only the middle I don't remember. I know it started with me coming clean and a small argument. The argument seemed to melt away and we were alright again. Kelly had always been a good actor. Then she started to take her revenge, I should have seen it coming but I did deserve it. After our argument she acted up a little bit, I knew she wasn't her self so I bought her presents to try and cheer her up, I have a feeling she's sold all of them now. On the night she left I think she slipped me a sleeping pill, she knew I would have fought for her.

Taylor roughly pushes me through a door and into a dark room, the lights are off and the windows covered. Have my actions messed Kelly up this badly? No wonder why Annabelle was anger when she saw my face, there's gotta be a way to fix this. Taylor closes the door behind herself, I can't see anything but I think I heard a lock clicking. Taylor pushes me down into a chair, something within me is telling me to stand and run but I stay. I can feel pieces of cloth looping around my arms and legs, then the smell of danger hits my nose. My eyes clamp shut as Taylor turns on a bright lamp and shines it in my face, this could be the end of my little friend.

I take a deep breath to steady myself before I open my eyes, I know what I'm going to see. As I have guessed there are St Trinians in here with me, the most deadly that 'Milla has to offer. They all surround me, every face is full of anger and betrayal. They wave different items in my face in a threatening manner with matching, I know I'm done for. I look at Chelsea with pleading eyes, she's the one with the most mercy, she just shakes her head no. I turn my head back so I'm facing the front to see Taylor. She's holding a rounders bat and tapping it against her empty hand,

"Ya seriously didn't fink you'd get off dat easily, Flashy boy." She grins evilly. The door opens and Annabelle comes strutting in, Taylor rolls her eyes as the brunette elbows her out the way. "You maybe 'ead gal naw but tha' don't mean you can push me abou', alrigh'?"

"Lipstick? Seriously Chelsea?" Annabelle asks, ignoring Taylor, Chelsea pouts,

"Oi, don't jus' ignore me Frit'on!"

"Leave it Taylor," Andrea sighs, "you're only fighting a lost battle."

"Shut it, Caspa"

"Oh yes because that's a new insult, stop being a prat and get a new insult book while you're at it."

"Woteva." Taylor's obviously ran out of comebacks, "Now den Flashy boy we fought dat you were an alrigh' bloke, "

"If you're going to say it at least do it in real English and not chav speak," Andrea interrupted, I had a feeling she wasn't yet finished with there normal argument,

"Girls!" Annabelle yells, her voice full of authority, putting an end to there argument immediately, "I warned you about coming back here,"

"Warned who 'Belle?" A voice innocently asked, all of the girls gulped. Annabelle was speechless as she moved aside, that's when I saw her. The angelic devil, more formally known as Kelly Jones.

See I haven't disowned this Fic, I tried to but it turns out I'm not as heartless as people say I am. Sorry it's been awhile, my whole 'Let's get this done before Christmas!' didn't work. Oringinally this was longer but I lost my pendrive for the millionth time and went into sulky mode, I blame the teenage hormones ;D. I'm also still editing the whole playlist thing I mention in the first chap, if you've got any song suggestions then let me know cause I'm trying to put in a mixture of artists and genres. Let's face it most of my music is grime, hip hop, rap and RnB

Sigh, lately I've been convincing people to review with my wand but I lost it in a tree, found it, sat on it, broke it, got a replacement from Toys R U only to find out that the replacement is fake. So here's the deal, you review while I do my Spanish work... Lol joke, I'm really going to update Death Eater vs St Trinian bahaha