Just to warn you guys It's just gone 2.15 am soo I garentee they'll be spelling mistakes, gramma mistakes and everything. Imma apologise now for them because I know I'll forget to do in the morning. Anyways enough of my sleepily gibberish on with the show!... Well story
Kelly's POV
I'm grateful that 'Belle sent Kelis out the room. I saw the look on Flash's face when he spotted Kelis; he looked like he knew exactly who she was. Everyone who's met Kelis always comment on her appearance, 99% of the times they say she looks like me. The old St Trinians say that too but they also noticed parts of Flash.
"Kel? Tha' really you?" He said it has been fourteen years since I last saw him and he still looked like my Flash. Fifteen years since I used my cool headed head girl voice, it was time those fifteen years were broken,
"No Flash it's some other defenceless girl you've lured into bed!" His faced dropped; he looked hurt at my comment. It serves him right for what he's done,
"I'd like ta say I didn't deserve tha' comment bu' I did 'nd am sorry for tha pain I caused. I'm glad ta see ya lookin' healthy 'nd 'appy." This aint the Flash I left standing outside St Trinians fourteen years ago, this Flash is more mature. Maybe what happened between us opened his eyes?
"Flash I think Kelly wanted to tell me something in private so could you go check the umm... electrics, they've been on and off all day" Annabelle said, coming to my rescue. Flash nodded to 'Belle and smiled at me before he left the room. His smile has changed as well, it wasn't his old cocky smile I used to get off him, and this smile could melt what's left of the North Pole. A heart stopping smile that could melt any ice hearts even mine.
"Electrics?" I said rising an eyebrow in amusement. 'Belle gave me one of her shy smiles, at least that hasn't changed over the years,
"Next time I'll let him stay and let you say something you'll regret, shall I?" I shook my head no; I really didn't want to give anything away, "What else did you wanna tell me?"
"I'm going to be on a mission so I need you to keep Kelis safe and Flash away from the truth." That wasn't what I wanted to tell her, I don't know how 'Belle would react to what I wanted to tell her. It could be 'Kelly stop making things up!' or something happy; I've had this secret for 13 years or so. Keeping it a little longer couldn't hurt right?
"When do you leave?"
"No idea could be any time. MI7 said they'll ring me when I'm needed"
"Well we might as well not waste any time" with that 'Belle pulled me up by my elbow and dragged me off around the school.
"'Belle I don't need a tour, I used to live here remember?"
"I'm not giving you a tour, even though you may need one to refresh your memory of this place" I got dragged into the staff room. Some of my old teachers were there but not all of them; I was surprised to see that Miss Dickinson was still teaching here. I didn't think she'd last that long, Miss Clever was there as well. "Any of you seen my aunt? We have a visitor that I know she will be pleased to see" 'Belles voice had authority, more then what her head girl voice had. Wow I never thought I'd say that about Fritton, I must have changed over the years. I bet I've aged and got boring, maybe this place can sort that out for me.
"She's watching the hockey match with Matron and Geoffrey." Miss Clever answered. Annabelle nodded her thanks and dragged me off to the hockey pitch. If there was a match on why wasn't Miss Clever there watching? After all she was the teams coach; well she was back in the old days.
The girls really do need to sort this ageing problemo out; I'm a St Trinian for god's sake. I should never have to grow up, when you think about it St Trinians is like never land. The head girl is like Peter Pan and the head girl's sidekick is like Tinkerbelle and the spiv. The spivs like Wendy I guess, Flash in girl form that would be funny. The Totties would obviously be mermaids and the first years would be Indians. The chavs and the flammables would be pirates and the emos and the Ecos would be the lost boys. The land of St Trinians where you can stay free and happy, until it is your time to grow up of course.
"Hello there Annabelle," Miss Fritton greeted, I hadn't realised where we were going,
"Hello Aunty, look who's finally showed up" 'Belle said as she pointed to me,
"Kelly, where have you been all this time? Did you forget that this will always be your home?"
"Umm... I've been busy," I managed to say,
"To busy to visit?" I shrugged; I didn't know what to say. I got distracted by the hockey pitch, the sight brought back memories. Instead of Bursar being knocked out it was Geoffrey Thwaites, I was shocked to see that he had stuck around after all this time. I wasn't shocked to see the now old Matron running onto the pitch with her normal hyperness. At the side of the pitch I saw the new coach, well coaches. It's nice to know that the baby St Trinians never grow up, it seems to me that every old St Trinian I know have a job here. I'm surprised Annabelle hasn't hired Taylor as the new spiv or Polly as the new Bursar. Another sight caught my eye; the girl that was called Jenifer was standing on the pitch. She reminded me a lot of JJ French, her stance was like a typical Posh Tottie yet her facial expressions weren't. She had JJ Frenchs curls and her 'bring it' mischievous smirk. Then she got hit around the head by a Cheltnem, serves her right for eyeing up one of the Cheltnem teachers. Just like when JJ French was playing hockey, she was eyeing up some ones brother and got knocked out courtesy of Taylor. I saw one of the hockey coaches smacking her forehead, the other one looked like she was thinking.
Kelis's POV
I was made to get into their Hockey kit, god knows why. To be honest I knew I wouldn't be in this school long, might as well use any opportunity to cause any amount of trouble. I didn't even have a hockey stick with me; I got my last one confiscated back at Cheltnem. Turns out using a hockey stick to smash the odd window can get you kicked off the hockey team. As I was led out towards the pitch an old women called me over,
"You look familiar my dear girl, tell me have my girls kidnapped you before?" She said, man she sounded crazy. I bet she was a crazy cat lady,
"Nope, no one dares offend me or my family. It has summet to do with me mums old job"
"What's your name? You have the confidence of a St Trinian"
"Uh thanks?" That was more of a question,
"I don't mean to be rude Miss Fritton but we really must be getting into positions." Jenifer butted in coming to my rescue. The crazy cat woman seemed to understand, I don't think she noticed that I didn't tell her my name. Once again I was dragged off by Jenifer; she was going on about something I wasn't paying much attention. I only heard a few words; I think she was explaining the St Trinian way of playing hockey. To me it sounded like how mum taught me to play, with cheating and aggression. Jenifer told me to stay on the side lines with the subs, I wasn't to bothered I knew St Trinians didn't have a chance against Cheltnem. The ref blow the whistle then got whacked around the head and passed out. I couldn't help but laugh at him, how stupid can you get. You should always move out the way and not wave to on lookers. Another mad woman came on in his place, she seemed to have a sway to her step. She jumped up and down like a flaming kangaroo. Jenifer was another one who wasn't paying attention to the game; she was winking and waving at my old English Teach Mr Smith. Jen got knocked out by man beast Alexandra, one of the twin coaches smacked there head while the other one seemed to be plotting.
"Who do we put on now?"
"Her" I looked around to see who they were talking about, I soon noticed they wanted me to go on.
"I don't even have a hockey stick so I can't play!" I said smugly, I couldn't be arsed to play today. I soon found Jen's stick shoved into my hands,
"Now you can!" One of the coaches said in triumph, I noticed a tree that a student was leaning against. I ran over to the tree, raised the hockey stick and smashed it against the trunk. Thankfully the stick snapped in two, now I couldn't play.
"Like I said I haven't got a stick,"
"Borrow this one; don't smash it because it was given to us by the legendry Kelly Jones. Smash that and the whole, school will be wanting your blood!" I was planning on smashing this stick until I heard about its previous owner, I had many words to describe my mum and legendry wasn't one of 'em! I sulked onto the pitch, I wasn't going to put a lot of effort into this but then I saw the Cheltnem head girl. If I remember correctly she is needing a few punches for trying to get a mate of mine expelled. This was going to be fun.
"OI! Emo trip 'em up with the stick now!" I yelled at one of the pale girls. I didn't know her name so naturally I used the first thing that popped into me head, it didn't seem to offend her. She tripped the Cheltnem that I knew, she face planted the ground and aloud a chavette to take the ball and score. I glanced over at the twin coaches who were exchanging smirks and high fives; I rolled my eyes and focused on harming the Cheltnem head girl and getting a few pranks in here and there. I casually walked over to a crowd of first years; if anyone had what I wanted first years would have it after all every first year in any school was immature little kids. "Got anythin' to cause some trouble for the jumped up gits?"
"We've got some Trinski vodka" the leader of the group said excited, she pulled a bottle of what looked like home brewed vodka out from behind their back. I took the bottle from them and snuck over to where the Cheltnems kept their water bottles. I poured a generous amount of the vodka in to each bottle, I made sure to put a double dose into the head girls. I disposed of the vodka bottle and got back to work on the pitch hoping no one noticed. I got a few smirks off the crowd but I wasn't that bothered, I'd gladly take the credit for getting Cheltnems hockey team completely pissed.
"Newbie, Cheltnem heading your way!" Some randomer yelled to me, I looked forward and saw a bull charging towards me. Well she looked like a bull... I stepped out the way and hooked my hockey stick around her neck and pulled her to the floor. I took over the ball and smacked it in the direction of the goal; I heard the ball hit the back of the goal.
"That'll teach ya for droppin' me from your team Thwaites!" I yelled as I punched the air. I made sure I shot a smug smile at the head girl; it was her input that got me kicked off in the first place. The rest of that half of the game went on without any more goals, the drunken Matron blow the whistle for half time. I strolled off the pitch trying not to laugh; I couldn't wait for the next half. Playing against drunken Cheltnems would be fun, it was a shame I wouldn't be there when they had hang over's. I could have tormented them even more by my loudness.
"You're turning into a St Trinian already" someone whispered in my ear,
"Doesn't mean I want to stay here" I hissed back,
"Kelly!" The twin coaches squealed, they came running over and tackled mum to the floor
"Hello girls, you know you can't dive on me like you used to!" Mum joked,
"You can't go any where without making a scene can you?" I asked mum sarcastically,
"I don't know what you mean, how's life treated the baby St Trinians?" Mum asked the two coaches, I rolled my eyes and walked off towards the tree were I smashed Jens stick. I couldn't be doing with boring adult talk however; I could be doing with watching my latest trick unfold. I watched the Cheltnems gulp their drinks down, by the time they got back on to the pitch the alcohol had kicked in.
They were all over the place; some were blowing up chunks while others were wondering around aimlessly. Them being pissed made it easier to win the match. It ended St Trinians 10 Cheltnem 1, they only got that goal because the St Trinians and I were rolling on the flooring laughing at them falling over and almost knocking themselves out. Watching them get back on the bus was hilarious as well. One of them began stroking Miss Thwaites hair, while another flung herself at the driver. I could tell the trip back to Cheltnem would be very eventful. I gladly waved the piss heads off as their bus raced back to the prison that called them selves a school.
"Why didn't you tell me you were a Jones?" The crazy cat lady that everybody called Miss Fritton beamed,
"Because I never got round to it?"
"No because you never knew the meaning of the name!" Mum butted in,
"Whatever, can we go home now? Or do I have to be kicked out?" I was practically begging,
"She's just like you Kelly" Miss Fritton told mum as if I wasn't there,
"Gee thanks" there goes my sarcasium again, maybe it's a flu?
"Anyways, the agency just called I need to set off. I'll see you soon, oh by the way nice job with the vodka!" Mum kissed my head and left.
Leaving me at St Trinians let the fun begin!
Anyone else noticed that the bank manager from the first film is in the second film?
Or have I just watched it that many times that I've noticed it?
Just like how I noticed there's a lad tied up in the dorm when they have the second ring, yeah my conclusion is I watch St T's too much. Anyways reveiw? You know you want to ;)
