Okay, so I know this is long overdue and I am sorry but I had writers block. But the third chapter is now complete! And, just like I promised, IT'S A BIGGIE! And I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. Once again, I do not own St Trinian's or any of the characters, all I own is the plot. So I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Since the interruptions in the sixth form lounge, Kelly hadn't been able to find a moments peace. First it was Taylor bursting into Kelly's room screaming that the emos' had stolen her curling tongs, and once the head girl had straightened the issue out Miss Fritton summoned her to her office to discuss extra cameras and security around the school. Once finished and Kelly finally returned to her room she received a call from Flash asking if she had spoken to the first years yet. By the time she was finally able to relax and attempt to continue with her book it was nearing dinner time and she didn't see the point in reading. It was around this time that, for the second time that day, there was a knock on her bedroom door. Letting out a low sigh and a barley audible mutter containing something along the lines of 'No fucking peace',she sat upright on her bed and called for the person to enter. Annabelle pushed open the door and strode into the room, closing it behind her.

"You wanted to see me Kelly?"

"Yeah. Thanks. Could you double lock the door please? I'd rather we weren't interrupted."

"Double lock?" Annabelle questioned but upon taking a closer look at the door her question was answered. Under the usual key lock was a thick silver bolt that locked into a ring on the door frame, securing the room from the inside, making it impossible to enter from the hallway. "Why do you have that?"

"Well as you most likely know the head girl is not the only person with a key to this room, there are several floating around the school. That is to make sure that nobody can burst in of their own free will when their presence would be… well… most unwelcomed. A problem that JJ French seemed to have a lot. So she asked Flash to install that. I don't use it much but in times like this it comes in useful. Please, sit down."

Annabelle let out a small knowing "Oh." and sat on the bed next to Kelly.

"You haven't been yourself recently Annabelle, what's wrong? And don't give me all that 'oh its nothing, I'm fine' crap, I'm serious, your distant and cold and just acting plain weird. And I'm not the only person that has realised it; everyone has commented on it, even your aunt. You know you can tell me right? Were mates, you can tell me anything."

Throughout Kelly's entire speech Annabelle sat there making a marvellous resemblance to a goldfish, opening and closing her mouth, trying to get a word in edge ways to talk Kelly down, yet failing to do so when the head girl had finished. She genuinely did not know what to tell Kelly. The truth? She wouldn't understand. A lie? She could see straight through them. Reassurance? She wouldn't give up. It was like fighting a loosing battle. She hadn't realised that Kelly cared so much but telling her would bring no good and only cause more drama then it was worth.

"Kelly, I am asking this because you are my friend. But please, just let it go. Forget about it. You will know eventually but please, for now, just leave it." Her voice was soft and pleading however there was a fire in her eye that told Kelly to drop the topic and not to argue. It was something Kelly had never seen before and it gave her goose bumps to see it. Eyes that had never shown anger towards Kelly before now stared back at her with a determination that couldn't be beaten. And it was because of that factor alone Kelly decided it was probably in the best interest of their friendship to listen to her. The silence between them was one of power switching and Kelly didn't like it, she searched in her mind for a topic that would set things back to their natural order.

"So, did you find out what the Totties were after?' her voice was friendly with a slight hint of authority and, thankfully, Annabelle allowed the switch back and Kelly once again held the power of the two.

"Yeah, I did actually. And trust me, this is good." A small smile played on her lips, not fake or forced but real. It made Kelly smile to see that smile again and gave her full attention to the younger girl. "Class A drugs!"

"What! Why do they want them?"

"Now, this is a stroke of genius I'm telling you. It was all Chelsea's idea, you know the hockey match against Cheltnem in a couple of weeks? Well while we are on their field playing, they decided they would tag along and 'accidentally' leave them in the Cheltnem changing rooms for the Ofsted inspector to find them later that day."

"How do the Totties know that Cheltnem are getting an Ofsted inspection?"

"Well apparently Polly told them that she over heard Aunty and Matron talking about it on CCTV. I swear to god though, that Tottie has a fucking epic brain in her head."

Kelly let out a laugh at the thought of Cheltnem getting busted for Class A drugs and wished wistfully that she could see their faces when the drugs were found.

"It's too bad it wont happen though." Annabelle carried on, "Flash wouldn't do it for them, said that if they were found out he couldn't risk going to jail again. Fucking kill joy."

The image in Kelly's head faded just as quickly as it had been created and she looked at Annabelle with a smile on her lips.

"Hey, it's almost dinner and I dunno about you but I'm half starved. Come on." Kelly grabbed Annabelle's hand as she spoke and dragged the younger girl up of the bed. As she unbolted the door and opened it she realised just how much she missed the old Annabelle and hoped that the time they had spent talking had knocked some happiness back into the girl.

"It's a bit chilly. I'm going to go and grab my jumper from the dorm quickly. I'll meet you down there." And with a slight nod from Kelly she made her way up to the attic dorms and quickly located her jumper, pulling it on as she left. On the staircase down to dinner she bumped into Taylor heading up to the dorms; the chav looked, to put it lightly, extremely pissed off and didn't react kindly to the slight shoulder encounter.

"Watch were your fucking going, yeah Annabelle."

"wow, Taylor, calm down, what's wrong with you?"

"I jus' lost a tenner to Polly! the geek! Of all people! She don't even bet half tha' time! Says 'it's a waste of money and time'. Could be worse tho' I suppose, Kelly lost twenty."

"Harsh. What were you and Kelly betting on?"

"Tha' you'd sleep with Flash. Cya"

As the chav headed back up to the dorms anger boiled inside Annabelle, fury and hatred mixed together to form a vile concoction of pure loathing for the head girl.

'After all the concern earlier, asking if I'm okay. Worrying about me. This whole time making stupid bets that I'd sleep with the fucking spiv! Backstabbing bitch!'

She descended the last few stairs to the foyer with a new purpose in her step. A new agenda on her mind. A new fury in her heart. She felt betrayed and sold out by the closest friend she had. At that moment she felt there was nothing that would stop her ripping Kelly Jones' head off. She pushed open the door to the dining hall with such force it slammed on the wall behind it, causing it to come round on a rebound and injure anyone it came in contact with; but by this time Annabelle was already through the door, had spotted Kelly and was making her way towards her.

"Kelly Jones!"

Annabelle's voice vibrated off the walls and echoed around the now silent hall. Everyone was watching her walk purposefully towards Kelly who, upon hearing her name stood up to meet the fuming girl in her war path. Nobody was prepared for what happened next, no one else would have dared do it but that didn't stop Annabelle; once she was close enough to the head girl, in one swift movement she had slapped Kelly Jones, leaving a red hand print on the girls pale face.

"That was for thinking that I would sleep with Flash." Her voice dripped with venom and acid and her hand swung around once again leaving a second red print to cover the first.

"And THAT was for betting that I would."

And before Kelly or anyone else could do or say anything, Annabelle turned on her heel and stormed out of the hall, slamming the door behind her.

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