POV Stella
Oh god. Poor Bloom. She is working herself to the limits to make up for Tecna's illness. We're all working too hard. And that stupid Griselda has given us night practise! We're all weary and tired, with bags under our eyes and pale faces.
KNOCK KNOCK
'I need to talk to you girls.'
See if i care. I am so not going to listen, even if the whole world has escaped from prison!
The head came in and sat down.
' I believe that we are working you too hard. I am terribly worried about you and especially with Tecna and Bloom. I have talked to Roxy and Tecna and both believe that a holiday wouldn't be needed. But seeing as they are both looking terrible from those night practises i cannot believe them.'
WHAT! Roxy has been on night practise? This is getting out of hand!
END OF POV
POV MUSA
AARGH! I am simply outraged! How dare they make poor Roxy work too?
'Mrs Faragonda Roxy is way too young to work like us! We can bear it! She can't.'
' I know. I kept telling her that but she will not listen.'
RAP RAP! KNOCK!
Yes?' said Flora.
It was a young girl.
' There's a ship for Red Fountain coming!'
END OF POV
POV LAYLA(AISHA)
Poor Tecna! Poor Roxy!
RAP RAP! KNOCK!
I'm beside myself with exitement.
MAYBE WE'LL FINALY GO ON HOLIDAY!
Or maybe not.
The boys have come back because there is another emergency.
' Where's Tecna? Is she alright? Has she over-worked herself again?' asked Timmy.
' Nope. We're all just getting ready for show and no, none of us have worked at all during these last few months!' snapped Stella, crossly.
' Sorry. I'm just terribly anxious for her. These few days she stopped complaining of how unfair everybody is and she usually does that 24/7' he said.
' I'll take to you to her. Maybe that'll cheer her up.' i said.
LATER
Tecna is in her's and Musa's room, weeping to Timmy. Poor guy. None of us had the slightest idea how hard we were on her.