Hiya! I'm starting to get a few reviews for this , so thanks to the lovely people who have done. Also , for a change , I thought I'd write a teeny tiny bit as Lola .

Italics are thoughts and notes as always.

Disclaimer : If I owned this , Bully 2 would be out by now . Sadly , I don't , so we have to wait .

Chapter 9 - Locker

Cornelius' POV

The sunlight bounced through the windows and off the lockers ,giving the hallway a warm the school bell screamed "Freedom" , the thud of school shoes echoed through the corridors .The putrid stench of Edna's chicken and ketchup had finally left the air ,the gentle breeze outside carrying in the perfume of the pink flowers from outside the girls dorm (which would be lovely ,were it not for my hayfever - I looked worse than Edna with a hangover!).After a while, the noise vanished,leaving us to get to work.

"Remind me again why we're doing this?" I groaned to Beatrice after forty five minutes of trying random codes .
"Bucky .What have we tried so far?"
"I lost count at about thirty." I said jokingly , nearly dying of laughter when I looked at her incredulous face.
"Please don't try that again .My sanity's dangling by a thread as it is" she pleaded, spelling the combinations as she tried them.
"Nope . There'd better be something in here !"
"Have you tried 'Lola'?"
"First one I did - No such luck. One second ....L....I....P...S....damn!"

This was going to take a while.

Lola's POV

Lipstick .Check .
Stillettos . Check .
Hair styled to perfection . Check .

"Molly Ringwald , eat your heart out"

I flashed a sultry grin at my reflection, admiring my new silky, ruby red top (dating preps had its 'up' side) which matched my lipstick exactly .If Tad thought I looked as good as I did , I could basically guarentee I would get that gorgeous new bag I'd seen . "After all , I'm easily worth a couple grand ; that's basically pocket change for him" I thought to myself,smoothing my top and checking my hair from every angle ,before checking my purse a final time .

Phone . Check .
Perfume . Check
Keys....Shit.

I gazed outside as the warm amber glow of the early evening beckoned me .The prefects were never on duty on Saturdays, so there was no danger of getting caught .I grabbed my bag , checked my make up one last time , and headed to my locker...

Beatrice's POV

"While we're still young enough to be at school , please Beatrice... "
"Don't exagerate ; we're bound to get it soon."
"At least I hope so" I prayed silently , trying yet another code "X .....Y ..... Yes!" I heard the most glorious click as the locker finally opened, before jumping and consequently tripping as I came back down to the floor, hitting the ground with a thud.
"Ouch !I ..."
"Shut up!" Cornelius ordered , his voice a note or two higher than normal."Did you hear that?". The click-clack of heeled feet rushed towards us, a feminine voice humming a 50s tune.
"Crap. Run!" Cornelius mouthed , grabbing my arm as he ran ,me stumbling a few feet behind .

Lola's POV

"What the hell ?"

My locker door creaked as it swung wide open on its hinge , a clatter of far off footsteps battering the freshly mopped floor.

"Bloody first years " I groaned silently as I grabbed the keys from the left of the photo from mine and Johnny's anniversary ; his arm around me in the playground,Tad throwing him a look that suggested he was imagining something gruesome involving chainsaws to do to Johnny

Shit , I hope Johnny doesn't find out about this.

Beatrice's POV

"That ... was way too close" I gasped as we stumbled out of the building.
"Too right ." Corneilius concurred , re-adjusting his glasses. "How the hell did we get away with that?"
"You're asking the wrong person ... fifty flipping minutes of codes and that happens!" I shouted , picturing how Lola's army of men would have tried to kill us if we'd been caught .Having finally composed himself , my friend looked at me
"Plan B?"
"Definitely." I replied ,before dawdling off to my dorm .