Becca purposely slammed her feet against the floor as she walked away from her boyfriend and her traitorous ex. Even though she had told Brad not to lay a finger on James, Becca hoped Brad would give him hell for his school boy comments. The head girl couldn't believe that she had nearly fell in love with James, she refused to accept that she had almost fallen into his trap. The anger inside of the youngest Jones began to increase when she thought of how stupid and irresponsible she had been, the important secrets she had told him. Becca knew that it wouldn't be long until James told AD1 about her biggest secret, that was if he hadn't spilled the beans already.

The head girl began to regret pounding her feet on the hard floor, her heels began to ache. She didn't know where her feet were taking her, she didn't care, as long as she was as far away from the traitor she would be calm. Becca Jones hated it when her body was filled with anger, it would soon take over her actions. It was James who had her worked up, he was the only one who could get her this worked up. That boy had mastered the art of angering the St Trinian and Becca hated him for it. Suddenly her feet stopped slamming into the ground, her hands curled into tight balls and her muscles stiffened. She could go and rip his head off, that would solve some of her problems and release her anger. The image of James crying out in pain and begging for mercy made her smile evilly.

A cry of rage escaped from the head girl's lips as she became herself again. Ripping James limb from limb wouldn't help, it would make it worse if anything. Like every St Trinian Becca needed a way to release her growing anger and she needed it now, fortunately she was about to past what looked like an antique vase. Becca's hand flew out to the vase and with one push of her tightly clenched fist it was smashed on the floor. That seemed to free some of her anger but not all of it, she still had a lot of rage inside of her. The head girl stopped on the spot and looked around, she spotted the window. Becca knew it would after but at least then she could concentrate on the pain and forget about the rage. Slowly, she raised her fist above her head and pulled it back so she could see it out of the corner of her eye. Then she flung her fist forward through the resisting air, her eyes clamped shut as she waited for the pain of the impact.

Becca didn't feel the glass of the window pierce her soft skin, she waited for it to but it never came. Instead she felt her hand being caught by another, she grunted in frustration when she opened her eyes. "What did that window ever do to you?" Brad smiled, Becca glared at him,

"Don't." Brad continued to smile,

"Do what?" He asked innocently, "This?" He then smirked before pulling Becca closer, Brad felt her muscles relax,

"Seriously," Becca growled. Brad tightened his hold on Becca, he knew how to handle a frustrated Becca. The anger and all of her negative emotions melted away as her lips met Brad's, she didn't even try to stop her arms from wrapping around Brad's neck. When he heard a sigh escape from his lovers lips he knew that she had given in, Brad couldn't help but smirk into the kiss. As the kiss deepened it grew more passionate.

One minute Becca was enjoying the feeling of Brad's lips moving with hers in perfect sync, the next she was being ripped away from his welcoming lips by a strong pull on the back of her small top. She felt herself being pulled backwards, immediately she opened her eyes and prepared herself to punch whoever it was who dared interrupt her and Brad. Becca then swung her body around to face her kiss breaker, the head girl used her arms to tear the interrupters hold on her. Becca crossed her arms, pouted and stomped her left foot childishly, "What'd you do that for?" Kelly rolled her eyes,

"It was getting to serious," She shrugged, Becca continued to pout,

"Not fair," She whined childishly,

"That's life," Kelly smirked, she knew her sister wasn't being serious,

"I never do that with you and Flash," Becca pointed out,

"Stop being childish, I need a word with you,"

"And you couldn't have waited for me and Brad to finish?"

"If I had waited I would've been there for over an hour and you would probably have become pregnant," Kelly answered, Becca then stopped pouting and Kelly raised her eyebrow. Becca then suddenly became interested in her hair and started running her fingers through her fringe, Kelly groaned,

"What?" Becca asked innocently, a little too innocently in Kelly's opinion,

"You're pregnant, aren't you?"

"No." Becca answered flatly, Kelly carried on staring Becca down, "I swear on my hamsters life that I'm not knocked up,"

"You're hamster died when you were nine,"

"Oh yeah, poor little Hammy. May he rest in peace," Becca bowed her head,

"This isn't a joking matter!"

"I pinky promise you that I've not got a bun in the oven, I'll even do a test if it'll shut you up!" Kelly raised an eyebrow,

"Alright then, you do one tomorrow." Kelly smirked,

"Fine." Becca replied, annoyance clear in her voice, "Now what do you want to talk to me about?"

"That tattoo,"

"What about it?"

"When did you get it and what is it?" Kelly asked, annoyance clear in her voice too,

"Taylor dared me to get a tattoo so I got one and it's the letter 'S' before you say anything," Kelly opened her mouth to speak but Becca cut her off, "It stands for St Trinians and it's there because it's close to my heart. Now if you don't mind I have a very important meeting to get back to with Bridget Jones." Becca turned her back on Kelly and walked towards Brad, she grabbed his hand and started tugging him away from an annoyed Kelly Jones. Kelly couldn't help but laugh as she watched Brad mime the words 'Help me', clearly he didn't enjoy watching chic flicks with his girlfriend.


Don't ask where Bridget Jones came from, it just popped up. Now I'm going to go polish one of the gasp moment scenes, I must say it's actually decent. So heres a little preview to convince you to drop me a line.

"Becca knew she was going to die. She obviously didn't trust you enough to tell you," The man on Jay's side said, "She knew you couldn't have helped her. Rebecca was a coward who chose death," Now review while I watch 'Love Actually'.