Chapter 20
Ew! Gross! Christina just burped! Then she laughed! You're feisty, Christina. Seriously gross. I have no idea why Harry Potter would like you. Or Daniel Radcliffe, for that matter. Sad.
*
Jess sighed, typing away at her laptop. Angeline and everyone else in her little circle of friends had disappeared. Even Susie and the rest of her friends in the other A class had gone. Now, life was boring. Claire, who sat on the same table as her, also heaved a sigh and tapped away at her keyboard, gaining an 'EXTREME', on Icy Tower. However, even that failed to put more than a flicker of a grin on her face. First Mrs Fisk, and now Michelle, and the rest of her friends.
"Claire, please put your laptop screen down," instructed Miss Fraser. (Yes, I know. I said Mrs Fisk in the first chapter, but we have a new teacher. Mrs Fisk has abandoned us, going to Hong Kong to teach. Miss Fraser is our new teacher). "I am explaining some very complicated maths, and it is very rude to be playing on your computer, when someone is talking to you."
With a regretful sigh, Claire pressed the ESC button on her computer, pausing the game. A few tables away, Molly, too, Paused her game. It was the perfect opportunity to train to beat her archival at computer games, Rachel, and now she wasn't allowed to play! First BLOCK, and now Icy Tower. It wasn't fair! Rachel even had a worse screen than she did!
"Thank you, Molly," smiled Miss Fraser. "Now, as you can see...." And she went on to describe the many ways that tectonic plates moved. Well.three's not that much, but yeah. It's too detailed. I don't like it. Y'know, what is the point of knowing this? It's not going to help us in life, is it? Unless we become geologists or something, and we aren't. Example of the usefulness of the knowledge of how tectonic plates move: Scenario. Two girls, clustered round a broken gumball machine.
Girl 1- "It's broken. Nothing's coming out."
Girl 2- "Oh no! I wasted my 20c!"
Woman comes along. Woman- "Hang on, kids. I can fix it. If the Indian Australian Plate is moving towards the African Plate, resulting in seafloor spreading, there should be the formation of new oceanic crust, which will therefore lead to a certain change in the ground level, and so if you stand directly 87 degrees to the centre of the Pacific Plate, and place a 5c coin in the coin slot, there should be enough of a tiny jolt, which you may not feel, although it should be enough to bump your money out of the machine, which will unblock the machine."
Girl 1- "Gee, thanks! It really worked!"
Yeah right. More like all of the above, and in the end, Girl 1 says, "Woman, you're a freak. In that time, we can easily call someone to fix the machine."
But.on with the 'story'.
"Hey, Jess," whispered Claire, as the bell tolled for Lunch. "Have you seen Christina or anyone?"
"No," replied Jess (I called her Jessica, in the first chapter. Remember her? The one who did the word? Lubricate?).
"That's weird. I haven't seen her since Recess," muttered Claire.
"Yeah. They were hanging round Christina's computer then.hey, look!" Jess grinned, seeing the 'advertisement' on her screen.
"What is---woah!" two more shapes crashed into Hogwarts, yelping. Fortunately, all the girls who felt the urge to swear for nothing were already in Hogwarts.
"Oh look. There's Jess," said Michelle, bending over the still shapes.
"And Claire," said Stephanie, prodding the other girl with her foot.
"Oh no! Is there no end to this awful line of females!" groaned Artemis. Rachel cracked her knuckles loudly.
"Repeat that please, Master Fowl," she said, her voice dangerously soft.
"It's 2am in the morning!" moaned Angeline, rubbing her eyes. "What are you all doing out here?"
"Slumber Party!" whooped Sarah, whipping a bag of jelly Snakes out of her pocket.
"Cool!" grinned Susie, taking a bar of chocolate out.
"I knew you wouldn't disappoint us," said Amelia, adding a pack of Kettle chips.
"Yum! I love those!" said Louisa, looking positively delighted. "Here. I bought a box of Maltesers this morning."
Michelle looked very confused. Then, "FOOD!"
"Oh no," said Rachel. "The Queen of Bedpans has decided grace us with her presence."
"Hey!" said Christina, planting her hands akimbo, on her hips and scowling. "I really am royal. Anyway, I made Harry clean it all."
Harry was following her, looking very forlorn.
"You?" Artemis lifted a brow. "Royal?"
"Uh huh," Christina nodded proudly. "My aunt's mother was in line for the throne of Portugal. But then it got overthrown, because of communism.or something like that." She looked quite disappointed.
"Really?" Angeline looked impressed.
"And I'm the granddaughter of an un-dubbed princess," replied Rachel, solemnly.
"You're a liar," Angeline hit her arm.
"See the change in reaction?" asked Rachel, eyes innocently wide.
"I'm not surprised," muttered Artemis. A piercing pain in his shin made him yelp.
"Ow! What did you do that for, you crazy witch?"
"Aw.ain't that sweet?" drawled Rachel. "Count Dracula, y'know, you wouldn't look too bad yourself, if you had a change of clothes. And a facelift. And plastic surgery."
Artemis scowled.
"Huh?" laughed Angeline.
"A witch can also be a fascinatingly attractive woman," said Rachel.
"How about the other one? The one about the hag?" asked Artemis, still stinging from the comments about facelifts and plastic surgery.
"I don't eat children," replied the girl. "And I'm even younger than you. If I'm old, you're ancient."
"That was two different meanings," said Angeline, smiling a little, at the baffled look on the criminal mastermind's face.
Rachel opened her mouth, as if to speak, but decided against it. Anyway, Jess and Claire were waking up.
"Where am I?" moaned Jess, looking around with bleary eyes.
"Hogwarts," chirped Leanne, cheerfully.
"Ah! There's more!" cried Ron, aghast. The whole group turned to stare at the redhaired boy, who was coming down the stairs in his Quidditch pajamas.
"Woah, dude," said Rachel. "Check out the fluffy slippers."
Ron turned as red as his hair.
"It's a slumber party," Louisa told him, cheerfully.
"How much gel do you use to make your hair flat?" asked Rachel.
"Seriously? We're in Hogwarts?" screeched Claire, her eyes lighting up.
"Woohoo!" Jess punched the air with her fist. Then stopped. "You're lying," she said, flatly.
"None," Ron told Rachel. This conversation was getting very confusing.
"What do you mean 'none'?" Jess demanded, suspiciously. "That's not a proper answer."
"I said none to her, not you," replied Ron.
"Huh?" Michelle looked around, wide-eyed. "What?"
"This is SO cool!" shouted Claire, leaping up. "WOW!"
*sorry Claire, I AM making you sound like a mutated frog, aren't I?*
"What are you all doing up?" gasped Hermione, appearing beside Ron. Apparently, they had both been under the Invisibility Cloak.
"Hey, that's mine!" cried Harry, catching sight of his cloak at last.
Hermione blanched, as Ron's face was stuck between being very white and very red. It ended up blotchy and orange. NOT good, if you were wearing sky blue pajamas, with little people flying around on them.
(if you study art, and know the colour wheel, then shut up and stop laughing)
"We were.uh.borrowing it to find you," stammered Hermione.
"Yeah," Ron nodded his head vigorously. "Uh huh."
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO GOT THE DRUGS FROM SIRIUS!" gasped Harry.
"Well.uh." Hermione wrung her hands nervously.
"It was for your own good!" Ron blurted out. "You needed medication, and--- "
"Hang on. Stop. Freeze," said Rachel. "If you're talking about MEDICATION, then Michelle
*ow. Hit me again, Michelle, and I'll make you regret it for the rest of your miserable life*
needs it more than Harry," she finished, after being attacked by Michelle.
"You're all freaks!" shouted Artemis, backing away.
Rachel struck a pose, and pointed up the stairs. "Run for the hills! The gorillas are back!" Then she scowled. "Or shall we say. MOUNTAIN TROLLS?"
As if shot by a gun, Michelle turned on him, changing the pallor of his face to a very fascinating blue green. And black.
"Get off me, you mad beast!" cried Artemis, trying unsuccessfully to shield his face with his hands.
"The beast is loose!" said Rachel, who was watching.
"I thought we were having a slumber party though," said Susie. "What's going on?"
"Indeed you might ask that," said Snape, silkily, throwing off the Invisibility Cloak.
"THAT'S SNAPE!" shouted Jess, pointing at him.
*
Talk about a bad cliffhanger. Seriously. Christina's really freaking me out. I'm very concerned about her mental state. She was just singing. Ahem. 'singing'. More like howling, actually. She's freaky. She's humming this psycho tune, whilst playing Icy Tower. Now she pretending to punch her laptop screen, with baby hands. I just told her I was recording what she was doing. She's not too happy. So, anonymous reviewer. Do you still like Christina? Because she's gone back to humming another tune. 'Stop Calling Me', by Shakaya. (I dunno how you spell it).
Ew! Gross! Christina just burped! Then she laughed! You're feisty, Christina. Seriously gross. I have no idea why Harry Potter would like you. Or Daniel Radcliffe, for that matter. Sad.
*
Jess sighed, typing away at her laptop. Angeline and everyone else in her little circle of friends had disappeared. Even Susie and the rest of her friends in the other A class had gone. Now, life was boring. Claire, who sat on the same table as her, also heaved a sigh and tapped away at her keyboard, gaining an 'EXTREME', on Icy Tower. However, even that failed to put more than a flicker of a grin on her face. First Mrs Fisk, and now Michelle, and the rest of her friends.
"Claire, please put your laptop screen down," instructed Miss Fraser. (Yes, I know. I said Mrs Fisk in the first chapter, but we have a new teacher. Mrs Fisk has abandoned us, going to Hong Kong to teach. Miss Fraser is our new teacher). "I am explaining some very complicated maths, and it is very rude to be playing on your computer, when someone is talking to you."
With a regretful sigh, Claire pressed the ESC button on her computer, pausing the game. A few tables away, Molly, too, Paused her game. It was the perfect opportunity to train to beat her archival at computer games, Rachel, and now she wasn't allowed to play! First BLOCK, and now Icy Tower. It wasn't fair! Rachel even had a worse screen than she did!
"Thank you, Molly," smiled Miss Fraser. "Now, as you can see...." And she went on to describe the many ways that tectonic plates moved. Well.three's not that much, but yeah. It's too detailed. I don't like it. Y'know, what is the point of knowing this? It's not going to help us in life, is it? Unless we become geologists or something, and we aren't. Example of the usefulness of the knowledge of how tectonic plates move: Scenario. Two girls, clustered round a broken gumball machine.
Girl 1- "It's broken. Nothing's coming out."
Girl 2- "Oh no! I wasted my 20c!"
Woman comes along. Woman- "Hang on, kids. I can fix it. If the Indian Australian Plate is moving towards the African Plate, resulting in seafloor spreading, there should be the formation of new oceanic crust, which will therefore lead to a certain change in the ground level, and so if you stand directly 87 degrees to the centre of the Pacific Plate, and place a 5c coin in the coin slot, there should be enough of a tiny jolt, which you may not feel, although it should be enough to bump your money out of the machine, which will unblock the machine."
Girl 1- "Gee, thanks! It really worked!"
Yeah right. More like all of the above, and in the end, Girl 1 says, "Woman, you're a freak. In that time, we can easily call someone to fix the machine."
But.on with the 'story'.
"Hey, Jess," whispered Claire, as the bell tolled for Lunch. "Have you seen Christina or anyone?"
"No," replied Jess (I called her Jessica, in the first chapter. Remember her? The one who did the word? Lubricate?).
"That's weird. I haven't seen her since Recess," muttered Claire.
"Yeah. They were hanging round Christina's computer then.hey, look!" Jess grinned, seeing the 'advertisement' on her screen.
"What is---woah!" two more shapes crashed into Hogwarts, yelping. Fortunately, all the girls who felt the urge to swear for nothing were already in Hogwarts.
"Oh look. There's Jess," said Michelle, bending over the still shapes.
"And Claire," said Stephanie, prodding the other girl with her foot.
"Oh no! Is there no end to this awful line of females!" groaned Artemis. Rachel cracked her knuckles loudly.
"Repeat that please, Master Fowl," she said, her voice dangerously soft.
"It's 2am in the morning!" moaned Angeline, rubbing her eyes. "What are you all doing out here?"
"Slumber Party!" whooped Sarah, whipping a bag of jelly Snakes out of her pocket.
"Cool!" grinned Susie, taking a bar of chocolate out.
"I knew you wouldn't disappoint us," said Amelia, adding a pack of Kettle chips.
"Yum! I love those!" said Louisa, looking positively delighted. "Here. I bought a box of Maltesers this morning."
Michelle looked very confused. Then, "FOOD!"
"Oh no," said Rachel. "The Queen of Bedpans has decided grace us with her presence."
"Hey!" said Christina, planting her hands akimbo, on her hips and scowling. "I really am royal. Anyway, I made Harry clean it all."
Harry was following her, looking very forlorn.
"You?" Artemis lifted a brow. "Royal?"
"Uh huh," Christina nodded proudly. "My aunt's mother was in line for the throne of Portugal. But then it got overthrown, because of communism.or something like that." She looked quite disappointed.
"Really?" Angeline looked impressed.
"And I'm the granddaughter of an un-dubbed princess," replied Rachel, solemnly.
"You're a liar," Angeline hit her arm.
"See the change in reaction?" asked Rachel, eyes innocently wide.
"I'm not surprised," muttered Artemis. A piercing pain in his shin made him yelp.
"Ow! What did you do that for, you crazy witch?"
"Aw.ain't that sweet?" drawled Rachel. "Count Dracula, y'know, you wouldn't look too bad yourself, if you had a change of clothes. And a facelift. And plastic surgery."
Artemis scowled.
"Huh?" laughed Angeline.
"A witch can also be a fascinatingly attractive woman," said Rachel.
"How about the other one? The one about the hag?" asked Artemis, still stinging from the comments about facelifts and plastic surgery.
"I don't eat children," replied the girl. "And I'm even younger than you. If I'm old, you're ancient."
"That was two different meanings," said Angeline, smiling a little, at the baffled look on the criminal mastermind's face.
Rachel opened her mouth, as if to speak, but decided against it. Anyway, Jess and Claire were waking up.
"Where am I?" moaned Jess, looking around with bleary eyes.
"Hogwarts," chirped Leanne, cheerfully.
"Ah! There's more!" cried Ron, aghast. The whole group turned to stare at the redhaired boy, who was coming down the stairs in his Quidditch pajamas.
"Woah, dude," said Rachel. "Check out the fluffy slippers."
Ron turned as red as his hair.
"It's a slumber party," Louisa told him, cheerfully.
"How much gel do you use to make your hair flat?" asked Rachel.
"Seriously? We're in Hogwarts?" screeched Claire, her eyes lighting up.
"Woohoo!" Jess punched the air with her fist. Then stopped. "You're lying," she said, flatly.
"None," Ron told Rachel. This conversation was getting very confusing.
"What do you mean 'none'?" Jess demanded, suspiciously. "That's not a proper answer."
"I said none to her, not you," replied Ron.
"Huh?" Michelle looked around, wide-eyed. "What?"
"This is SO cool!" shouted Claire, leaping up. "WOW!"
*sorry Claire, I AM making you sound like a mutated frog, aren't I?*
"What are you all doing up?" gasped Hermione, appearing beside Ron. Apparently, they had both been under the Invisibility Cloak.
"Hey, that's mine!" cried Harry, catching sight of his cloak at last.
Hermione blanched, as Ron's face was stuck between being very white and very red. It ended up blotchy and orange. NOT good, if you were wearing sky blue pajamas, with little people flying around on them.
(if you study art, and know the colour wheel, then shut up and stop laughing)
"We were.uh.borrowing it to find you," stammered Hermione.
"Yeah," Ron nodded his head vigorously. "Uh huh."
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO GOT THE DRUGS FROM SIRIUS!" gasped Harry.
"Well.uh." Hermione wrung her hands nervously.
"It was for your own good!" Ron blurted out. "You needed medication, and--- "
"Hang on. Stop. Freeze," said Rachel. "If you're talking about MEDICATION, then Michelle
*ow. Hit me again, Michelle, and I'll make you regret it for the rest of your miserable life*
needs it more than Harry," she finished, after being attacked by Michelle.
"You're all freaks!" shouted Artemis, backing away.
Rachel struck a pose, and pointed up the stairs. "Run for the hills! The gorillas are back!" Then she scowled. "Or shall we say. MOUNTAIN TROLLS?"
As if shot by a gun, Michelle turned on him, changing the pallor of his face to a very fascinating blue green. And black.
"Get off me, you mad beast!" cried Artemis, trying unsuccessfully to shield his face with his hands.
"The beast is loose!" said Rachel, who was watching.
"I thought we were having a slumber party though," said Susie. "What's going on?"
"Indeed you might ask that," said Snape, silkily, throwing off the Invisibility Cloak.
"THAT'S SNAPE!" shouted Jess, pointing at him.
*
Talk about a bad cliffhanger. Seriously. Christina's really freaking me out. I'm very concerned about her mental state. She was just singing. Ahem. 'singing'. More like howling, actually. She's freaky. She's humming this psycho tune, whilst playing Icy Tower. Now she pretending to punch her laptop screen, with baby hands. I just told her I was recording what she was doing. She's not too happy. So, anonymous reviewer. Do you still like Christina? Because she's gone back to humming another tune. 'Stop Calling Me', by Shakaya. (I dunno how you spell it).