Andrea and Taylor at the start and their first proper fight. Enjoy.

First Fight

They'd been best friends since they'd arrived. Best friends and at age ten with fiery tempers, cunning minds and hockey sticks no one was going to tell them different. The trio of terror. Kelly, Taylor and Andrea. They were just first years, no clichés, no code to stick to, they liked getting dirty, blowing things up and causing trouble, they could accomplish all those things together quite easily but then time passed… Kelly was always going to be Head Girl there was no doubt about it and her two friends supported that firmly, helping her in her spectacular and mind blowing pranks before then they realised something. They noticed how everyone split into groups… they noticed the tribes and the remaining pair realised that they'd have to choose.

Taylor had always been a Chav really, she would fit with them perfectly, perhaps as future leader and then Andrea had always been rather dark, solemn… she was going to be Emo or Goth as they were at that time. A thought then struck them both when they'd seen a Chav snarling at a hissing Goth, spitting insults and they had discovered that Chavs and Goths weren't friends. Their best friends forever belief couldn't last then. Could it?

They'd been sat with Kelly at the time, on either side of her on the future Head Girls bed and they were thinking and thinking hard over what they'd seen, not speaking. No other tribes fought like the two they were to be in and that was just… wrong.

"Taylor."

"Rea."

They'd spoke at the same time and shared a long look that Kelly had been caught between, the eyes drilling through her before she'd decided to leave them to whatever was bugging them and sneaking away stealthily. The pair had swivelled and shuffled around so they were sat opposite each other comfortable and gone back to pondering the fate of their friendship.

"It's not possible is it?" Andrea grumbled, glaring at the cover between them. She doesn't need to say more than that, they're on the same thought track, always have been.

"Nah… It don't seem like it…" Taylor agreed before huffing in annoyance. "I were always gonna be a Chav weren't I?" She began grouchily and Andrea caught where she was going and scowled.

"Not like I meant to be Goth!" She spat defensively.

"Ya' coulda tried!" Taylor growled, returning the look.

"What about you? You could have tried! You can't blame me for this!" Andrea hissed.

"I 'av always been vis' way! Not like I could change who I've always been could 'a!" Taylor barked angrily, fists clenching.

"Yeah, a Chav!... A typical Chav, not smart enough to figure out how to do anything!" The future Emo snapped and Taylor leapt at her with a snarl of fury.

The pair crashed to the floor hard and with angry hiss Andrea shoved Taylor off her before pinning her down, or trying to. Taylor had quickly recovered and kicked her friend away, sending her crashing to the floor. The pair circled, fists clenched, eyes narrowed, snarling insults and spitting curses before they'd crashed together, intent on blood, kicking, punching, kneeing, elbowing, biting and clawing, rolling across the dorms, leaving destruction in their wake. The other dorms occupants couldn't help watch, baffled at the viciousness of their attacks.

"Stop!" A familiar voice yelled firmly and the pair had stopped dead, Taylor with her hand bunched in Andreas jacket, fist raised to punch and the yet to be Goth poised to stamp on her foot, one hand clamped around the other girls throat tightly. They'd looked to Kelly stood in the doorway, trembling with contained rage with 'the glare' in place, a look she'd NEVER used on her friends now made them cringe away from each other.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Kelly demanded because she was still twelve and twelve year olds are allowed to loose their temper… just because they can and she was Kelly Jones and she didn't care. Andrea and Taylor shared another look, taking in bruises, cut cheeks, split lips, raw and gashed knuckles, messy clothes and Taylor had shrugged but Andrea hadn't, she had given what would become her signature look, blank, empty and uncaring to Kelly Jones.

"She's a Chav… even if she isn't yet… and I just realised… I don't like Chavs," She said coolly, softly.

"And she's a Goth… and I don't like Goths," Taylor added, her voice in a similar tone and they'd glanced to one another sadly before turning their backs to each other and walking apart and away. For the first time in their friendship they'd walked away from one another and no reconciling words were going to fix this… not this time and Kelly had watched, unable to follow either and had sighed softly, remorsefully. It was over. No more terrible trio… and it pained her to watch her two best friends fall apart because it was what was expected...

They'd never mention it to anyone but even after that, the friendship bracelets they'd worn since first year were not thrown away. Andrea took hers off and put it in the front of her diary, Taylor kept hers in the pocket of her favourite jacket, zipped away securely… neither really understood why they'd done that but what none of them had counted on though was that they'd grow up… but when they did well... they began to wear them again. Just to prove that they hadn't tossed it away like it was nothing because it wasn't... They were Taylor and Andrea, Chav and Goth and Taylor didn't very much like Goths and Andrea didn't like Chavs just as much but that was okay because they certainly didn't not like each other.

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