Chapter 4
After that Kelly and Annabelle didn't speak. The only interaction they had was their silent acknowledgement at the showers. The day of the Cheltenham hockey game Kelly woke up to find that a note had been slipped under her door
I am sorry Kelly. I want to make it up to you.
Annabelle
Kelly scanned the note quickly and then read it again, in case she missed anything. This was progress, she decided and with that she put on her hockey kit and went out to meet the other girls on the team. She let her eyes linger over Annabelle in her hockey uniform, she didn't look half bad, eventually Annabelle noticed and gave Kelly a genuine apologetic smile from afar and after that Kelly thought it best to avoid staring at her. She was interested in knowing what the fine ladies of Cheltenham's where like, hoping that it would clarify a few things. She secretly damned Polly to hell for making her look into Belle more closely.
The match started, the one thing that holds true for St Trinians is that no matter how much the tribes internally hate each other they always band together in the face of a common enemy. Even Annabelle was accepted into the fold. Yet, the match was not going swimmingly. The blond girl, Verity, evidently had some aggressive behavioural problem that needed medical attention; but instead the hockey pitch seemed to the only form of therapy available. After the first couple of goals Annabelle managed to score one for the home team. The game was in play, the wounded either trying to get up and continue or just remain inert on the pitch, Kelly had the ball and was dribbling it into the scoring circle. Verity came up and tried to bowl her over, Kelly actively laughed at that, it takes more than an over privileged white girl to knock Kelly Jones off her feet. In response, Kelly simply lifted her stick and took a slap shot at goal which put another point up for the home team. It was when Cheltenham scored again that Kelly instigated the backup plan.
From that point on the hockey pitch seemed to become a no holds barred arena with the St Trinians girls employing every trick in the book to give themselves a disadvantage. Kelly rolled her eyes when she realised that Annabelle was staring in disbelief when she discovered that Kelly nailed the ball to Taylors stick for the third St Trinian's goal. Evidently, Cheltenham Girls College did know of the nail in the coffin trick. Nor did they know the old school ceramic ball switch, it turns out. But boy did it frustrate them, Kelly smirked behind the fine veneer of femininity all women are animals and the hockey pitch was survival of the fittest. The mask of femininity was beginning to fall off the Cheltenham team as the game was less about firing a ball past a goal keeper than it was about taking down the other team. They were now tied; Matron finally decided to rule for once and gave Trinians a penalty corner. Miss Cleaver put Fritton in the receiving position. The ball went out. Fritton stops it. And then awkwardly just waits there getting intimated by a Verity Thwaites who more resembled Alvin the chipmunk on steroids than an upstanding Cheltenham lady. Kelly kept glaring at Annabelle, if there ever was a chance for school glory this was it, all she had to do was shoot. But alas, Annabelle didn't, the price for her motionlessness was that a player came and knocked her out. Kelly stepped over her body and took the goal that everyone was waiting for. The crowd erupted screaming out for St Trinians and Kelly who took a victory lap around the pitch and was then hoisted up by her friends who were now retreating to the decrepit St Trinians estate to get their party on. Annabelle was left lying in the dirt forgotten by all but her aunt who encouraged her to fit in a little more.
Annabelle sat apart from the preliminary celebrations preferring to get changed and hang out in her dorm. She went down when the party was in full swing. It smelt of alcohol and sweat. She saw Kelly in the middle of the crowd in all her glory dancing with Polly, they seemed to have liquored themselves up enough to let go and be Jolly as her father put it. Kelly was lost in the moment; the best thing about rave ups was the ability to lose yourself in the euphoria of the moment. Polly grabbed her arm and whispered in her ear "I know"
Kelly loudly whispered back "Polly don't speak in code to me, I am not a super computer"
Polly cleared her throat and started again "I know about you and Annabelle. I have eons of footage where I catch you staring at her"
"Bullshit" called Kelly
"No not bullshit" Polly corrected "I have footage of you watching her in the showers, just peering through the window. Funny thing though. Recently, I have noticed that you only need one hand to support yourself. Wonder where the other hand is gone"
Kelly may have been under the influence but she knew how to tell the difference between efficient and inefficient blackmail. Polly's little statement definitely in the efficient kind. Kelly grabbed Polly close and whispered in her ear menacingly "what. Do. You. Want."
Smiling Polly replied "why to see you happy off course. And for you to go spend time with Annabelle where you both get over each other and stop fighting. Now, take the bottle of grey goose and drag her up to the roof with her. Or else I am going to tell the whole school of all the shower hijinks their head girl has been getting up to."
The head girl picked up the cold vodka bottle and exited the crowd. She then grabbed Annabelle by the arm and dragged her all three flights of stairs. She was sure that Annabelle was protesting, but Kelly didn't hear it and didn't care for it. Since this girl has come to the school, Kelly was put in more tight corners than she could ever remember. And for what some stuck up sad little girl….. With gorgeous green orbs for eyes and soft, soft lips. On the roof Kelly ripped open the grey goose and took a long hard drink. Then she passed the bottle to Annabelle and said "drink"
"But I..."
"No buts just drink. The only rule for tonight is you drink when I say" Kelly snapped using her best head girl voice. Annabelle took a swig of the stuff making a face when it went down her throat. Kelly made a mental note of that. "More" she commanded and Annabelle complied. "More" Annabelle took a large swig and staggered a little. Good Kelly thought its better if we are on the same wave length. "Now sit down on the couch with me" again Annabelle complied wordless. Kelly smiled to herself, maybe this was Annabelle making it up to her.
Annabelle looked at her expectantly. When Kelly just took the bottle and drank from it. It was Annabelle who started the conversation:
"I don't even know how or why I got up here"
"That's easy, you're up here because you want to be with me and we are celebrating our victory."
Annabelle just laughed nervously at that. Kelly handed her the bottle and she took another swig. "Let's play a game" Kelly proposed "it's called never have I ever. Do you know how to play?"
"Off course I do. Contrary to popular belief I was not born under a rock. I'll start. Never have I ever gotten drunk…. Excluding tonight" Kelly pulled her fingers down so only 9 were up and took a generous sip of grey goose
"Never have I ever done drugs" Kelly said pulling down another finger as she said so. Annabelle did not drink.
"Never have I ever had a threesome." Kelly laughed at that one and Annabelle breathed out in relief when she realised that Kelly did not put her hand down. "Sorry to disappoint" Kelly purred "but I am a one on one kind of girl. It's my turn now anyway. Never have I ever had sex" Kelly took a drink and put a finger down. Annabelle did not do either of those actions. Kelly laughed out loud "it's the holy virgin Fritton"
That made Annabelle blush and take a big drink "it's not like that. It's just that there hasn't been any guy that wanted to with me. I have done other stuff. You need to tell me yours. That's part of the game"
"Curious are we" Kelly said using her sultry tone on the girl "well umm. I was 16 years old. He was a boy I was friendly with over the summer. One night we stopped being friends and I thought why not, it's bound to happen sometime right"
"You don't believe in love?"
"I am counting that as one of your questions. No I don't."
"I think we both need to drink"
"Good idea. My turn never have I ever given a blow job" Kelly did not put a finger down for that but Annabelle did. Kelly chuckled "so the saint has sinned"
" went steady with a boy for a few months one day at a party we were making out and then things led to another and I ended up you know"
"Was there anyone else?"
"No just him"
"Did you like it?"
"As much as anyone likes a mouth stuffed full of a phallic object which fires at will"
Kelly laughed once again and they both drank. She liked drunken Annabelle. "Are you being serious? You never?"
"Yes I am. I don't do pleasure for anyone else. If I have sex with someone it for me"
"How many?"
"Have I slept with? More than one less than one hundred."
"Did you like it?"
"oh yea as much as any girl likes a vagina full of phallic object which fires at will" Kelly smirked imitating Annabelle.
"I like it when you let your guard down" Annabelle ventured "when you stop being head girl and just Kelly. I like it"
Kelly cleared her throat "why don't you back down from our confrontations? All the other girls do. You don't you just defy me. Wow we both need to drink, now" after taking a large mouthful Kelly asked the question that has been slowly working her way to her consciousness. She suddenly became aware of the fact that her and Annabelle where sitting so close together, there arms where touching and her pinkie was a millimetre away from being able to graze the skin on the back of her hand. She felt the words tumble out of her mouth like she was in slow motion "never have I ever kissed a girl"
The question made Annabelle blush; it must have crossed some line of propriety. Annabelle looked down whilst she burned under Kelly's gaze. Unable to bear it anymore Kelly reached forward and tucked an errant hair behind Annabelle's ear, letting her hand brush past her cheek. This made Annabelle turn toward her with wide eyes which made Kelly snap. She dove in and did what she has wanted to do for so long. She planted her lips against the other girls with all the force she had in her moaning as she realised that Annabelle's lips where softer than she imagined them to be. She wished that kiss would last forever. She pulled away though when she realised that Annabelle wasn't returning her passion.
"Look, Kelly, I am not gay"
"What a coincidence, neither am I." Kelly lent in to kiss her again but Annabelle turned away. Kelly felt rejected. For the first time in a very long time Kelly could feel tears stinging the back of her eyes. Annabelle made to leave but Kelly grabbed her and pulled her back down on the couch; Annabelle already succeeded in humiliating her so what's a little more humiliation going to do.
"Look Annabelle. I am not gay either. But there's something about you that I can't deny anymore. Call it animal attraction or whatever else you want. Before you leave you need to tell me whether or not you enjoyed that kiss. Look me in the eye and tell me the truth."
Annabelle looked away from Kelly who just stared at her when she met her eyes she whimpered "I can't." Kelly lent in and found Annabelle's lips again, the kiss was slower. Painfully slow on Kelly's part and then she felt Annabelle's lips part and kiss her back. After that all restraint was gone Kelly kissed her with everything she had letting her tongue slip in and explore Annabelle's mouth, moaning wantonly at the way Annabelle tasted. Kelly need to pull back for air taking Annabelle's bottom lip in her mouth sucking and biting down gently on it appreciating the sounds Annabelle was making. Annabelle gently pulled away only to lean in again to kiss her lovers jaw and left a trial of kisses up to her ear and back down again. Kelly was feral now going back and kissing Annabelle till those beautiful lips bruised she found the strength to push Annabelle down and slide on top of her. The feeling of having this goddess beneath her was divine. She lost herself as she let her hands roam moving up underneath Annabelle's skirt finding perfectly formed breasts and playing with them. Kelly tried to get under the bra that was stopping her from fully enjoying the feeling of Annabelle's erect nipples when she heard Annabelle cry out "Kelly stop!"
Scared that she had hurt the girl Kelly backed away and helped Annabelle sit up and straighten her out. "Kelly I can't" she said as she ran towards the door. Kelly ran after her and pinned her against the door kissing the soft spots on her neck. "Are you not enjoying this?"
"I am." Annabelle replied half whining and half moaning
"Then just for tonight. You can just be you and I can just be me and we can just be together" Kelly purred leaning her head against Annabelle's shoulder "I promise I won't take it too far with you. I just want to hold you close and kiss you. Please just for tonight." Annabelle nodded and kissed Kelly on the cheek. Kelly held Annabelle's hand and led her back onto the couch and lay down next to her as their lips met again. Neither Annabelle nor Kelly knew when it happened but they both had fallen asleep Kelly with her arm around Belle whose head was resting comfortably on Kelly's shoulder.