Alright so I know I didnt update the edits to the first two chapters, and I apologize for saying that I would and not doing it. However, I left that thumb drive at mums when I was over visiting the dog, so its gonna have to wait another day or two I suppose.

Thanks to Valvox and Payton for reviews.

Kelly was, to say it simply, a bit shocked. She'd been almost sure that Annabelle would be at St. Trinian's over the holiday. After all, she wasn't even sure it was entirely safe for the girl to return to her father's after the scam they'd pulled on him. She didn't think that the headmistress would allow the girl to return if it was dangerous, but it didn't stop the panic from coursing briefly through her. "You're what?"

"I have to get my things." Annabelle continued, almost blithely, as if she were oblivious to the thoughts that had begun to swirl through Kelly's head. "Auntie Miss said that you'd likely be a better partner for it than Chelsea, but I didn't want to interrupt your holiday. Besides, she'll tell me which outfits to leave behind."

"Wait wait wait" Kelly waved her hand in front of Annabelle, scowling. For the moment, she'd pretend to know what the bloody hell the girl was talking about. "You chose Chelsea to go with you, instead of me? Are you bloody crazy?"

"You sound like Polly." Belle laughed lightly and turned to head back up to the dorm. Kelly nearly twitched. It was harder and harder to behave like she normally did around the girl, and right now she had the disturbing feeling that Belle had just treated her well the same way that Kelly had when Annabelle first arrived.

"I'm not going home over the holiday anyway." Kelly let out a breath and shrugged as absently as she could feign, and strutted up the stairs past the other girl. "But if you think the queen of the blondes will be of use"

"We're just going in when 'Daddy' goes out for drinks. Polly will be on the other end of the tech." Annabelle defended, sounding less sure this time and more defensive. Kelly smirked to herself and glanced slightly over her shoulder to let the girl see her expression. This was more like it. If I can't even bloody keep my cool around her, I've lost more than my touch. "Well what would you suggest?"

"It's alright, Belle, girl. I'm sure you'll do fine." She made her voice sound a bit placating and wandered into the dorm ahead of the girl, sighting Polly setting up some odd equipment to the side that looked oddly like the things they'd used for the Heist. "You don't need me, luv. You've got Chelsea."

Annabelle huffed behind her and stormed forward to her bunk, beginning to rifle through some of the things there. Polly looked up at the brunette passing by her, seeming confused, and turned to glance at where Kelly stood with her usual, sultry grin at the head of the dorm. She didn't feel particularly accomplished; it wasn't easy for her to make Annabelle doubt herself, and she hated that the girl was upset with her now but it was better than letting Belle figure out how she felt, or justifying the girl choosing Chelsea over her.

Kelly gave Polly a significant glance and slowly turned, walking away. She needed to have a talk with the redhead. It wasn't long really, before the leader of the Geeks found her, the door to her single cracked open. "Close it behind you, would you Poll?" She heard the door shut softly and finished settling a cover over the wrapped gift. Glancing behind her, a somewhat confused looking, but otherwise stoic, geek stood watching her. "So what's this that's going on then?"

"With Annabelle?" Polly looked a bit more nervous, and joined Kelly on her bed at the gesture. "We're not supposed to let the girls know." The unsure, almost frightened, words surprised Kelly, who simply raised her eyebrows at her. "Annabelle and Miss Fritton had me file some paperwork for them Miss Fritton's legal guardian now. Belle's old man was threatening to pull her home."

Kelly was silent, surprised, and wondered how they managed to pull that one off. She didn't really put it past Camilla Fritton to be able to get it done really but she hadn't heard a word of it. That's what she meant about getting her things, anyway. "Chelsea is going with her to get into his house then?"

"I suggested she ask you." Polly sighed and glanced at Kelly in an annoyed way. She didn't like Annabelle bringing Chelsea either, apparently. "She just blushed and said that she'd ask Chelsea."

"So what, they're dating now?" Kelly snorted derisively and leaned back, looking as if she were plotting. She saw a stricken look on the geek's expression as she continued. "Didn't think Chels swung that way."

"Well Chelsea was the one that hit on Belle, yeah, but I don't think anything came of it." Polly made another face, and practically pouted afterward. "Belle likes someone else anyway."

"Hmm well so long as I won't have to see them snogging in closets, I suppose that I'll tag along to make sure they don't get caught." Kelly smirked to herself, hiding her reaction to that knowledge as best she could. "Might be worth it to peak about Fritton's old room." She smiled a bit more broadly and watched Polly's expression turn unreadable. "Don't tell her, yeah?"

TBC