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Thanks to all my reviewers (and to you buggers who haven't reviewed. WHY NOT?)
Ebeth: Stop asking me to carry on. You're nagging
Belladonna: keep on like that and your head will explode, but I still like you
Ruiwen: you've had your chapter
Anonymous: apart from the whole Fellowship thing, most of what I've written has actually happened.
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Henry had tricked me. She'd asked me if I wanted to look after 2 people or 3. Naturally I went for 2, thought it'd be easier. However I got Merry and Pippin. Once we'd decided that Rae would get the taller people, while we got the shorter, she'd left us alone to sort it out.
It sounds mean, but it gave us a little bit of control. It meant we'd come back and ask for her advice again.
But I was stuck with Merry and Pippin. I led them to registration. To be honest I didn't like La Torra, our Spanish Teacher, but I had her as a form tutor. Rae got Madame Fussy, Henry got Miss Pincher, Hayley got Battleaxe (I always felt sorry for Hayley), Hannah got Nemesis (seriously bad!). And I got La Torra!
She was pathetic! Useless! Stupid! Worse than a flea! No, wait, that's cruel to the flea. She wouldn't notice Merry and Pippin, even if they set off a firework in the room.
I was right! She didn't notice. Though they tried to pull the computer to pieces. It'd never worked, so I didn't care.
When I dragged them out of the room, I swear they had half the computer in their pockets.
My first exam was cookery. We had to make something. I'd taken Rae's advice about this. 'Do something simple, easy, but tasty.' She'd even suggested something: apple fritters and pan-fried apple with blackberry sauce. It was pimps to make. So I was able to start quickly.
While I cooked, I ignored the shouts, screams, yells, flying pieces of dough (ducked them) and flying bits of metal. I devoted all my attention to the cooking. I'd never been a good cook, so I needed to.
When I was done, and washed up, I looked round. Pippin and Merry seemed to have started off by throwing bits of the computer around, before starting on the food. My class were tightly sprung, and normally had a food fight anyway, so Pippin and Merry had managed to start another World War, which number I don't know, though I think it's about 10.
I debated about joining in. Meanwhile Jane started to beat out a war beat on a saucepan, which was a steady beat. This was overlaid with Susan, who beat out an interesting rhythm on a frying pan. Lu-lu set up a drum kit, consisting of pots, pans, and flour containers.
The private war carried on, Pippin and Merry were covered with flour, salt, dough, batter, sausage-meat, lettuce, raisins and coco. I couldn't be bothered to do anything. I just wished I had my camera. I could be in Mars bars, for life. There were millions of blackmail opportunities passing me by, and I couldn't do a thing.
I couldn't cope with Pippin and Merry on my own. I reckoned that Hayley would have to help us out. Or at least me.
I didn't think Henry would be having as much trouble; after all she got the sensible ones. And Rae would be strolling in the park; hers could cope on their own.
Well, weather the others needed her or not, Hayley was going to help us out; I was going to make sure of it.
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Please send me a review.
I'm really trying!
Thanks to all my reviewers (and to you buggers who haven't reviewed. WHY NOT?)
Ebeth: Stop asking me to carry on. You're nagging
Belladonna: keep on like that and your head will explode, but I still like you
Ruiwen: you've had your chapter
Anonymous: apart from the whole Fellowship thing, most of what I've written has actually happened.
***
Henry had tricked me. She'd asked me if I wanted to look after 2 people or 3. Naturally I went for 2, thought it'd be easier. However I got Merry and Pippin. Once we'd decided that Rae would get the taller people, while we got the shorter, she'd left us alone to sort it out.
It sounds mean, but it gave us a little bit of control. It meant we'd come back and ask for her advice again.
But I was stuck with Merry and Pippin. I led them to registration. To be honest I didn't like La Torra, our Spanish Teacher, but I had her as a form tutor. Rae got Madame Fussy, Henry got Miss Pincher, Hayley got Battleaxe (I always felt sorry for Hayley), Hannah got Nemesis (seriously bad!). And I got La Torra!
She was pathetic! Useless! Stupid! Worse than a flea! No, wait, that's cruel to the flea. She wouldn't notice Merry and Pippin, even if they set off a firework in the room.
I was right! She didn't notice. Though they tried to pull the computer to pieces. It'd never worked, so I didn't care.
When I dragged them out of the room, I swear they had half the computer in their pockets.
My first exam was cookery. We had to make something. I'd taken Rae's advice about this. 'Do something simple, easy, but tasty.' She'd even suggested something: apple fritters and pan-fried apple with blackberry sauce. It was pimps to make. So I was able to start quickly.
While I cooked, I ignored the shouts, screams, yells, flying pieces of dough (ducked them) and flying bits of metal. I devoted all my attention to the cooking. I'd never been a good cook, so I needed to.
When I was done, and washed up, I looked round. Pippin and Merry seemed to have started off by throwing bits of the computer around, before starting on the food. My class were tightly sprung, and normally had a food fight anyway, so Pippin and Merry had managed to start another World War, which number I don't know, though I think it's about 10.
I debated about joining in. Meanwhile Jane started to beat out a war beat on a saucepan, which was a steady beat. This was overlaid with Susan, who beat out an interesting rhythm on a frying pan. Lu-lu set up a drum kit, consisting of pots, pans, and flour containers.
The private war carried on, Pippin and Merry were covered with flour, salt, dough, batter, sausage-meat, lettuce, raisins and coco. I couldn't be bothered to do anything. I just wished I had my camera. I could be in Mars bars, for life. There were millions of blackmail opportunities passing me by, and I couldn't do a thing.
I couldn't cope with Pippin and Merry on my own. I reckoned that Hayley would have to help us out. Or at least me.
I didn't think Henry would be having as much trouble; after all she got the sensible ones. And Rae would be strolling in the park; hers could cope on their own.
Well, weather the others needed her or not, Hayley was going to help us out; I was going to make sure of it.
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Please send me a review.
I'm really trying!