Kelly POV
'Belle read out the letter that Kelis wrote, I heard those clues and if I'm honest I have no idea what they mean. 'Thus with a kiss I die'? What is that suppose to mean? It's got to be about something old, the word 'thus' was used in the 16th century, I think. Ugh, I should have paid attention in history class! Why did I have to raise her to be like me? Sometimes I don't think about the future when I take action. At least this proves that Kelis inherited more of me then her father, that means she's got a good head on her shoulders. 'Thus with a kiss I die', I think I've heard that before, but where? Then there's the second clue, 'Treasure hunter come for nought, your dreams have fallen short'. I defiantly haven't heard that before, I've not been on a treasure hunt since I was five-ish. 'Keyring', what's so special about a keyring? I chant the clues over and over again in my mind in the hope that it makes things clear. Then it hits me, it's obvious! I don't know why I didn't think of it before. I look towards 'Belle, she's got that look plastered across her face. It's the famous I-know-the-answer-but-I'm-not-saying-anything look, if you don't know it, it's like a smirking smug grin. Wait. Annabelle got the answer before me. Fritton worked this out before me. Me, Kelly Jones the top MI7 spy. Maybe I need to brush up on my spy skills.
Annabelle POV
These clues are easy, a little to easy. I know the answer, I don't mean to brag but it only took me a few seconds to work it out. It all leads to one place, the place where everything was discovered and revealed. The revelations changed history for the better, the truth was opened up like a book. I can remember the look on that snotty historian's face, I would have felt sorry for him but he looked down his nose at us. As you can probably guess, he acted like the stupid Pomfrey. I know exactly where Kelis has left the next clue, you may call be cruel but I'll let Kelly figure it out. That girl needs something to do, it's been awhile since she's used that brilliant brain of hers. If she hasn't figured it out within the next hour then I'll tell her, Kelis could be in danger and we don't want to waste too much time. I don't think we'll have to wait long anyway, I think she's got it.
Kelly's got her plotting smirk dancing upon her lips, she's plotting something which means she has figured it out. I look at Kelly, not caring about the smug expression on my face, she looks back. The joy in her eyes warms my heart and melts the smugness, I quickly regain some of my previous expression. "Figured it out yet, Jones?" I smirk,
"Of course I have, Fritton" She smirks back, "what's on at the Globe today?"
"I think it's Romeo and Juliet starring our good friend Chloe, school trip?" Kelly grins, I'll take that as a yes. Kelly's starting to act like her old self, took her long enough. Don't get me wrong, I love her to pieces, but three years of Kelly's sulking is enough to scare anyone away. Welcome back Kelly Jones, welcome back.
Kelis POV
The clues I left were pretty obvious, they should have worked it out by now. If they haven't worked my blatant clues out then they must be completely stupid. 'Thus with a kiss I die' is what Romeo says when he kills himself to be with that Juliet chick. If everything that Mum's bedtime tales are correct, the crazy cat lady and her bloke played Romeo and Juliet in the second half of the play when they went treasure hunting. That brings me to my next clue, 'treasure hunter come for nought, your dreams have fallen short', when they discovered the play they found that note. I've seen pictures of that note in some history books I used when I paid attention in school; Fritton should remember that line, after all she was the one who read it out. Finally my last clue, keyring, I have to admit this one isn't as blatant as the other two. 'Keyring' refers to those famous rings that AD1 and St Trinians discovered, both of them rings but also keys. Sometimes I amaze myself with how smart I actually am.
Kelly POV
Stupid Fritton. Stupid Fritton smirk. Stupid Fritton eye's. Stupid Fritton concerned face. Stupid me for not working those clues out.
Annabelle POV
She's in a sulk again, over the most stupidest thing as well. It's all because I figured those silly clues out first, I've probably dented her pride or something. She looks like something out of a cartoon when she sulks: arms folded, chin tucked into her neck, eye's looking into her lap and bottom lip sticking out. I could just image a large drop of water appearing at the side of her when she lets out a deep sigh, why do spies have to be so moody.
"Put that bottom lip away before you trip over it," I tell her, rolling my eyes. That remark earned me a glare off of her, I raise my eyebrow at her and she went back to her original position. This is going to be a long car ride.
We're in the yellow car that Jenifer showed up in with the hood up, Miss French is driving while her Spanish friend is in the front seat. Aunty and Geoffrey are in the car behind us, Geoffrey's driving. I turn around in my seat and look out the back window to look at my aunt, she smile at me and points to a walkie talkie. I forgot we had those, I reach into the pocket on the back of the front seat and pull my own walkie talkie out.
"Aunty?" I ask over the device, it's been awhile since I've used one of these,
"Aunty what?" Is the replay, I sigh and roll my eyes,
"Aunty, over"
"Yes Annabelle?"
"I dunno, I was hoping for a decent conversation,"
"Decent conversation what?"
"Decent conversation, over" I say sarcastically
"Why don't you talk to Kelly then?" She asks like it's the most obvious thing in the world,
"Because Kelly is in a sulk," I say a little bit louder, Kelly looks at me and pouts. Aunty doesn't replay after that, I looked out the back window and saw her shake her head and roll her eyes.
"Now I see where Kelis gets her sulk from," Jenifer says,
"What do you mean?" Kelly pipes up finally breaking her sulky silence,
"When ever I ask her if she's pulled Pedro she gets all sulky"
"Sí, but you should know that we are not, err, shagging?" The foreign bloke, I think he's called Pedro, cuts in. Kelly tenses and her expression hardens,
"I should bloody hope so!"
"Kel, she's seventeen, Kelis can do what she likes. No-one can control that girl, believe me everyone's tried. She listens to Pedro, but only because she fancies the pants off him." That's when an argument breaks out between Jenifer, Pedro and Kelly. Thank god we're nearly there, I don't think I could have kept my sanity if this drive was any longer!
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