A/N: Thank you for the lovely reviews, follows and faves last chapter, so glad that some of you knew what show Piper and Alex were from, I just binge watched the entire season 1 in under a week. Social life be damned! :D
To that Guest reviewer: I don't mind if it's like something I've posted, as long as it isn't blatant copy and past ;D
Disclaimer: I do not own St Trinians or it's characters, I only own my plot.
Annabelle was not in the best of moods. Ever since her fight with Verity Thwaits a week ago, the small argument with her Aunt, it had all, basically, gone to shit.
Because of her 'viscous beating' that she delivered to the crazy blonde, the Chavs and gone to calling her BB Fritton. Which apparently stands for 'Bitch Beater Fritton'.
Great, right?
Well not only that but it turns out her Aunty has been caught up in a little money problem, by a little she means half a million pounds.
Half a million freaking pounds.
And to make matters even better, note the sarcasm, the girls seem to be trying to make a plan to get the money back.
How much I just want to have a break from this insane school…
"Oi, BB, ya been asked for." A nameless Chav announced by the end of her bed. Annabelle sighed and slowly lowered her battered copy of The Hunger Games, don't laugh, it's a good book.
Anyway, she lowered the book and sent a half glare at the Chav by her bed, raising a disinterested eyebrow.
"By whom?" she asked steadily, the Chav seemed to wince a little at the deadly tone of voice but was quick to hide that fear, Annabelle silently praised her acting skills.
"Head Girl innit, bes' getcha' move on."
Annabelle huffed and carefully dropped her book on the table on the higher left side of her bed, and made her way out of the dorm room at a deliberate slow pace.
Walking through the St Trinians hallways was a new experience for her now that it was only a few weeks before, instead of purposely walking in her way, the girls would move out of her way, some in fear and others in respect. Only those who considered themselves her friends would walk with her, the others making a sort of permanent moving bubble of space around her, something which was normally only saved for the Head Girl herself.
It was a relief to say the least.
Finally after walking down the corridor and past many suspicious looking class rooms, Annabelle had made it to the Head Girl's room.
She raised her fist and knocked three times. She could hear the sound of clicking as Kelly approached the door in her power heels, she was unable to quench the giddy feeling she got in her gut whenever the Head Girl was near, yet thankfully her face stayed mostly blank.
"Hello Annabelle, come in."
Kelly in all her glory stepped slightly to the side, leaving just enough room for Annabelle to slip in her room.
"What's up Kelly? Have I done something wrong?" Annabelle questioned, curiously looking at the stuff in her room which consisted of a queen sized bed with the head board against the wall opposite the door, a Vanity Desk with the makeup and beauty essentials orderly sorted, and another desk with a laptop on top of it. Other than that was a bedside table, a bookshelf against another wall and a cupboard next to that.
"No, I was just a little… concerned about you."
"Oh really now?" Annabelle brought up her eyebrow yet again, some amusement glimmering in her eyes.
"Yes, you've been so distant and upset lately, so I have a proposition for you." Annabelle allowed herself to smile slightly at the almost nervous expression on the older girl's face, "today is Friday."
"…Yes..?"
"So I was thinking, considering its Friday night, would you like to go… see a movie with me?"
Annabelle felt her heart stop. Was she asking what she thinks she was?
"Do you mean like… a date?"
Kelly smirked this time and leant her hip back against her desk.
"Well that's up to you."
"Well, what would we do?"
Kelly tried vainly not to explode in obvious happiness.
"Well we could go see that Shia Labeouf and Megan Fox film, Transformers?"
Annabelle nodded, still grinning.
"Sure, then go to… Maccy D's afterwards?"
"Yeah, so I'll meet you down by the garages at eight?"
Annabelle nodded, smiling happily at Kelly.
"See you then."
~Ax~
Annabelle wasn't too sure on what to wear, considering her… problems with her arms. So she decided to go casual. She put on a pair of torn jeans, her tatty black converse, a grey tank top with a loose white long sleeved shirt over it, with a black scarf and beanie to finish.
She had walked down the steps of St Trinians, ignoring the confused (and even some lustful) glances she received, and made her way to the garage.
Kelly was already there waiting for her, leaning back on a cherry red convertible car which stood out massively in the darker room, Annabelle's attention didn't stay on the car for long however, moving quickly onto the woman leaning against it.
She had put on normal attire, something Annabelle was grateful for, she wore a patterned black and white shirt, light grey skinny jeans and a matching leather jacket with ankle high boots.
That tied together with her devilish smirk completely finished the badass look Annabelle was certain she was going for.
The brunet girl brought herself out of her faze and fell back into reality, just in time to see Kelly do the same thing as she herself had been caught blatantly checking her out.
"So, shall we get going?" Kelly coughed to herself and opened the door for Annabelle.
"Sure."
The ride to the city was a half hour long, though it most defiantly was not boring. The two girls let themselves free of their inner demons, laughing with each other and singing along to songs which came onto the radio.
Until the lyrics of a certain song came on.
'Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Se-'
"No!" both girls shouted in horror, reaching out at the same time to switch off the song from the radio.
"Oh God… now I'm going to have that playing in my head all freakin' night!" Annabelle groaned, sliding down in her seat as she covered her face with her hands.
"Annabelle, Annabelle I know its going to be hard, but we will both get through this together." Kelly said in faux fear, playing along.
"No Kelly! You have to run! Otherwise soon I'll start humming it and we'll both be screwed!"
"It's okay; I have a very high tolerance level."
Annabelle glanced at her from the corner of her eye, a smirk slowly etching itself into her face.
Then she started humming.
It was quiet at first, barely even there, but as she got closer and closer to the chorus she got louder. Kelly's hands started to clench around the steering wheel.
"Okay I can't! Please stop singing that song!"
"It's not singing, its humming."
"Belle!"
"Okay, okay! You big baby…" Annabelle snorted, then her eyes widened in shock and she snapped her head back to the shorter haired girl.
"You called me Belle…" she mumbled.
"Well yeah, since the Chavs gave you that, BB nickname, I realised that you haven't actually got one. Not that I don't like Annabelle, but I though that shortening it would be okay."
Kelly eyed Annabelle worriedly out the corner of her eye.
"…is that okay?"
"Yeah, it's just… I haven't been called that by someone… like you, in a long time…" she mumbled.
Kelly glanced down at Annabelle's open hand lying on her thigh and slowly reached down to it, sliding her own into it. Annabelle tensed at first, but then she relaxed, tightening her grip on the hand and smiling lightly at Kelly who looked as though she had won the Lottery or something equally as ridiculous.
~Ax~
The film was good, no forget that, the film was amazeballs (something one of Alex's old friends had said in passing and had been unable to leave her head, they were called Nicky or something…) Kelly had even managed to rest her arm over her shoulder during the movie, something Belle was incredibly happy about.
Now they were sat in the Mac Donald's restaurant in a corner seat, talking animatedly about the film they had just seen.
"And that bit where the Scorpion thing just jumped out behind them was damn amazing. Not to forget the final battle thing even though it was slightly cliché."
"What do you mean cliché?" Kelly frowned a little and munched on her addictive Mac Donald's chip.
"Oh you know, big alien fight in New York City, loads of building destroyed, guns, things going boom!" she finished her statement with a demonstration using her hands and an odd facial expression.
Kelly kept a blank face for about .08 seconds before snorting and breaking down in laughter.
Belle gasped in 'annoyance', folding her arms in an insulted pose.
"I do hop you are not laughing at Me Miss Jones!"
"Well what else is there to laugh at Miss 'BB' Fritton?"
Kelly started to laugh again when Belle scowled at the hated name, until something small, rectangular and soft hit her on the head; she looked down and saw a chip lying innocently on her lap.
"Did you just… throw a chip at me?"
Belle hummed and winked at the slightly confused girl in front of her.
"Maybe, maybe not."
Kelly blew out some air and picked up a chip, throwing it to hit Belle right in between the eyes.
Belle gasped in shock and picked up three of her own. Pretty soon they were both partaking in a miniature food fight.
"Hey! You two better stop that or else I'll have to throw your Dyke asses outta here!" a large pudgy man with a greasy brown and small piggish eyes shouted at the two girls.
"Oh what are you really gonna do Beer Gut?" Kelly threw back at him.
"Excuse me?! I most certainly do not have a Beer Gut!"
"Oh please, you must get your clothes in three sizes: extra large, jumbo, and
Oh-god-it's-coming-towards-us!"
Customers and workers alike laughed at the slowly reddening man, the person in question barked out for 'Jenoario' to come here, then a man who must have had muscles on his muscles came charging through the back doors with the face of a gorilla.
"Time to go." Kelly grabbed Belle's hand and ran through the double doors with her following behind, the pair of them laughing the whole time.
They ran as far as they could until out of breath, slowing to a stop at the front of the still open park gates.
"Hey, what's say we finish tonight with a walk?"
"Sure, I need to burn these calories off anyway."
Kelly grinned, tightening her grip on the younger girl's hand still held in her own and continued at a slower pace into the park.
"Kell, look I wasn't going to say anything but…" Belle sighed and rubbed her forehead, "I know what you and the girls are planning on doing."
Kelly tensed a little but quickly recovered, smiling tightly at Belle.
"What are you talking about?" she laughed gently, trying to blow what she thought Belle was thinking about.
Annabelle wasn't having it.
"I know you're going to try and steal The Girl with the Perl Earring and flog it off at the Black Market. I might not have been with it these past few days but I didn't completely disappear."
Kelly didn't reply, only slowed their pace as they got to a bench and the both of them sat down on it, she still didn't talk then.
"Kelly, you really can't do this, if you do somehow get away with it, if you manage to sell it on the market, the Police won't stop looking for you. You'll get caught-"
"How do you know that? Don't doubt our abilities Annabelle."
"Well I would find it foolish not to. If you honestly think you can come out of this unscathed and take your money to the bank and be on your jolly way then you aren't as smart as I once thought." She leant forwards and placed one hand, the one Kelly wasn't holding, onto the older girl's shoulder.
"We don't have any other choice Belle. If we don't get the money then the school will close down, hundreds of our girls will be sent away to places in society who don't understand them. We have to help them."
"Well… what if you don't… steal it completely, per say?"
"What are you on about Belle?" Kelly sighed.
"Well there was this man in France in 1911…"
Kelly's eyes slowly widened as Belle explained her idea, a grin forming as the, quite frankly better, plan formed in both of their minds. By the time she was done Kelly was practically glowing from excitement.
"…So what do you think?" Belle finished, smiling hopefully.
"You, Annabelle Fritton, are an absolute genius." Kelly wrapped her arms around Annabelle, squeezing her tightly.
"Well I have been known to be smart, as rare as it may be."
"No, no, you are always smart, smart and beautiful."
Kelly pulled back and looked deep into Annabelle's eyes, obsidian locking with emerald. And then, Kelly slowly started to lean forwards.
Annabelle's heart raced yet again, she did still feel pain from past events. Hurt from people leaving her, people she cared for, loved, very dearly. She wasn't sure if she was ready to move on, or if she ever would love someone like she had Chrissy. Though maybe she didn't have to love someone like she had for the blonde, she could love in a different way.
And there was one thing for certain, she might not yet love Kelly, but with this fluttering feeling in her chest, the tickling in her gut and how she felt around her, she was certain she felt something for the other girl, and she would find out what that was.
So Annabelle started to lean forwards also, her eyes fluttering to a close and letting her thoughts fade away, focusing only on the girl before her, everything else draining away.
This would be a big mistake.
"Well lookie 'ere lads. We got us a couple of girlies all alone."
The girls froze, their eyes snapping open and moving to the group of five middle aged, heavily drunk men, all wearing rough looking clothes with unshaven beards at different stages of growth, all of them leering at the two girls.
"Aint' tha' nice Brad?"
"Oh look, I fink they are 'avin a little 'date'!"
They all laughed drunkenly, slurring their words as they moved closer to the two.
Kelly positioned herself in between Annabelle and the five men, her face emotionless as she fell completely into her training, her eyes never stopping their movement as she waited for one of them to make a move.
Its safe to say she didn't have to wait long.
One of the men, the one they called Brad who seemed to be the leader, reached at Kelly sloppily, a lazy smile on his face. Kelly grabbed onto his hand, using both of her own to twist it roughly to the side until a snap was heard. The man had a moment to gasp in shock and pain before Kelly launched a swift kick to his stomach, sending him failing back into another of the men, the both of them crashing to the ground as result.
The third swung at her head, Kelly managed to duck under it easily, latching onto the back of his arm and throwing him to the ground. Whilst she was preoccupied the fourth man who had attacked soon after the fifth had decided to go after Annabelle. She caught his drunken swipe and spun him around by his fist, ripping his arm up his back and kicking the back of his knees, he fell to the ground and with a quick punch to the back of his head to knock him out.
She looked up and saw the second man who had previously been knocked down running at her; suddenly he tripped over Kelly's foot and fell face first onto the pavement. Kelly grabbed the back of his hair and hit his face onto the floor twice before standing back up to dodge yet another sloppy attack from the fourth man.
Annabelle gasped, her world spinning as memories assaulted her mind, each as painful as the last.
Blonde hair whipping around her strained face.
A tall man down the dark ally way.
Snow fluttering down to the ground.
Blue and green eyes full of determination.
Pain.
Red.
The snow stained with it.
A scream.
A name.
"Annabelle!"
She was snapped out of her memories when the first man, Brad, appeared in front of her, brandishing something. Something silver. Something sharp.
Then she felt a burning pain in her abdomen, she looked down, there was a pocket knife hilt sticking out of her stomach, red liquid flowing from it.
She looked up; Brad was smiling cruelly at her with yellowing teeth. He shoved her roughly, almost in slow motion she fell to the ground, smacking her head against the concert slabs.
Her vision blurred, her hearing did also. She thought she heard her name being called, then a body hitting the ground. Then hands were on her again, only they were much softer. Words managed to get through her hazed mind then.
"No, no, no… Annabelle stay with me…" Kelly begged.
She tried to reply, but with each second her stomach got wetter with the liquid the more her mine drifted.
"I need an Ambulance, my- my friend is hurt… she's bleeding…"
And then one last thing was heard before she fell completely into the darkness.
"Please Annabelle, please don't let go…"
A/N: Hope you enjoyed the update :) please leave a review 'cuz they are full of rainbows, happiness and love! :D