Phrase one of Carnaby's plan was put into motion, his drip of a daughter was soon going to be out of the way. He had to be cunning to get that girl to leave, she was being stubborn. He knew that he would have to be cunning to get the brat out of the picture and cunning he was. Carnaby doubted that anyone would fall for his dodgy accent and simple voice change. He thought St Trinians would have at least gave his daughter some kind of intelligence, he chuckled to himself. Carnaby should have known his daughter better, once a drip always a drip. Annabelle may be a Fritton but to Carnaby she was the dumbest Fritton to have ever walked upon the Earth. Getting the brat out of the picture was the easy part of his plan, getting rid of his sister would be tricky. Miss Fritton was always hard to fool, even as a toddler she was cunning. Carnaby now had to find a way to trick her.

Kelly couldn't understand why Annabelle was packing. She knew it wasn't something she had said after all she hadn't really said anything. The spy searched her mind for reasons why Annabelle may be leaving, things at St Trinians were stable so it couldn't have been that. Giving up on thinking Kelly just asked,

"What's happened?" Annabelle jumped at the sound of Kelly's voice which caused her to smirk. The youngest Fritton rolled her eyes and shook her head as Kelly invited herself in and sat on her bed.

"What makes you think some things wrong?" Annabelle asked back with a slight pout,

"Well 'Belle you're packing all of your clothes. Don't even say they're going to the charity shop because I know for a fact you wouldn't give this away," Kelly stated as she held up Annabelle's favourite pair of jeans,

"Nothing gets past you!" the head girl giggled,

"I'd be a pretty crap spy if it did, now tell me what's happened."

"Make me," Annabelle challenged, Kelly rose from her seat and strode over to her. The spy glared at her, "Alright, alright" Kelly's face softened and she let a friendly smile dance upon her lips, "I'm heading down under, you know Australia. Do you think they call us up and over if we call them down under?" She questioned trying to distract Kelly from asking why she was going. It didn't do much good,

"I have no idea 'Belle, why are you going? That is what I want to know"

"Fancied a holiday and abit of sun, unlike you Miss Jones I'm stuck in England where it rains almost everyday!" She lied,

"Now the truth,"

"Mum's over there and she's been admitted to hospital, sounds pretty serious from what the doc said over the phone,"

"I'm coming with you," Kelly said with her usual confidence, "I can get you there faster then using a normal plane." Without waiting for an answer Kelly stood up and strode out the door to make some calls.

Annabelle knew that once Kelly had said she was going to do something there was no point stopping her. The young Fritton didn't mind about Kelly tagging along with her, she could use the company. Having a good friend with her on this trip might make things easier. She hadn't seen or spoken to her mother since the night before she entered the St Trinian world. On that night her mum gave her words of comfort and gave her courage to take whatever the school could throw at her. Annabelle didn't know what condition she would find her mum in but she did know it was her turn to utter words of comfort. Before she could do that she needed to sort out the school. In order to leave the school and keep it in order it must have two important things, a headmistress and a head girl. Normally if a head girl was leaving for a while the previous head girl would take over. Kelly was going to be coming with her so Annabelle would have to choose one, a task that was easier said than done.

Kelly felt uneasy about Annabelle going to other side of the world alone. It didn't seem right, to Kelly it felt like a trap. So Kelly said she was going to go with her, if it was a trap Kelly would get them out of it. She had business in Australia to deal with anyway so it was killing two birds with one stone. The only problem that was left was to decide who to leave in charge. Not wanting to meddle in affairs that didn't really concern her, Kelly left that up to Annabelle. If her help was needed then she'd kindly give it but until then Kelly was just going to concentrate on other things. Naturally Kelly rang MI7 to tell them she was going to be in Australia, for once Kelly was going to do things by the book. On a normal day Kelly wouldn't bother to tell them where she was going but when something seemed suspicious she would. It was for her own safety and in this case Annabelles.

Annabelle had made her choice on who was going to me the temporary head girl. In this case she had chosen two girls, both of them had experience taking the lead. They both knew the basics of leading the pack of anarchy warriors. She knew she had taken a risk by picking them to take over but it wasn't like they were going to be the boss for months. They were only needed for a few weeks, as soon as Annabelle and Kelly came back they would go back to there normally roles in St Trinians. Being happy with her final decision the head girl marched up to the dorm. Everyone was still in there drinking, dancing and more drinking. Thankfully they were all still sober, taking a deep breath Annabelle stepped onto the stage and silenced the band. All of the students looked at there leader like she was mad, they knew she didn't really approve of there over the top partying but stopping one was just asking for trouble.

"I have an important announcement, once I've said it you can go back to drinking yourselves unconscious. I shall be going to Australia with Kelly either today or tomorrow, as you may know I cannot leave you lot without a head girl."

"Sure ya can!" Bianca yelled out from the crowd,

"Aunties told me about the time JJ French left you lot alone," the whole room looked at Kelly who was leaning against the wall in a dark corner,

"At least I got rid of the army!" She said defensively, "Taylor was the one that nearly blew the maths department up and I don't see you staring at her"

"What you did was worse," Andrea chuckled at the memories of that week,

"Anyways, I've chosen the stand in head girl,"

"I bet it's Chelsea!" Someone yelled out, as if planned the whole room began betting with the First Years on who the stand in would be. When it had eventually died down Annabelle began to speak again,

"If your done betting," she growled, "I know I'm going to regret this but Taylor-" a loud cheer erupted from the Rude Girls, "and Andrea are your head girls until I get back." Knowing she would regret her decision Annabelle walked off the stage and let the party resume. As soon as she was off, Kelly grabbed her by her elbow and led her out of the room. On the way to the front doors Annabelle grabbed her luggage.

"So how we getting to the outback?" Annabelle asked in her best Australian accent,

"Drop the accent 'Belle, you'll only embarrass ya self." Kelly didn't bother answering her question, she just kept leading the younger girl outside into the grounds. Sat on the hockey pitch was a small private jet,

"That's a no parking zone," Annabelle joked, Kelly rolled her eyes

"Just get on before I strap you to the wing,"

"You wouldn't dare, you should know that if you did you'd have the St Trinians hunting you down." Annabelle grinned,

"Believe me Fritton I would dare."

Sigh, I should have been finishing the bonfire night story so it would be ready to upload on bonfire night but I accidently clicked on this file and ya no. Oh well at least I got one thing off my to do list. Right then the plotty plot has kicked in and I couldn't resist putting Taylor and Andrea as the temporary head girls, those two will add to the fun and chaos. Have no fear the twins shall be involved if you were woundering where they had gotta too. As for Carnabys revenge plan, I still don't know what his plan is he wont tell me :/.

Halloween is the night where you see ghostys, witchs and demons. It's also the night where you party or do the traditional trick or treating. Here's the deal, you review and I'll treat you with a chapter. If you choose trick you get a nasty suprise... MWUAHAHAHAHA