With the grave mostly dug, Rosë sat on Zoë's right, while Bianca stood by a tree close by, and Chelsea and Annabelle continued to dig up the grave. "Are we going to be here long?" Zoë asked breaking the silence they had been in for quite some time.

"Why," Bianca asked, "Yew goh somewhehre tew be?"

"No," Zoë snapped back a slight shake in her voice. "It's just…I'm cold, and wet, and bored." Rosë smirked knowing the true reason why her cousin was asking.

"What is with you and polysyndeton?" Rosë asked, mostly in a rhetorical manner, but her cousin still glared at her.

"She's scared," Bianca remarked smugly. Rosë could hear the smirk in the girl's voice. "Yaw scar~ed," Bianca taunted, walking over and crouching down next to Rosë to face Zoë. Rosë saw the smirk on the Rude Girl's face, and felt weird flutters in her stomach at the girl's close proximity.

"No," Zoë snapped back, "I do this kind of stuff all the time. So, whateva. I'm just chilling. Chillaxin."

"Aw, come off it Zoë," Rosë smirked, enjoying her cousin's uncomfortable state. Rosë knew it was mean, but Zoë was rarely ever uncomfortable, and Rosë felt the need to milk it for all it was worth.

X

"Aw, come off it Zoë," Bianca watched Rosë chime in. The posh girl leaned close to her cousin's face to whisper in her ear. Bianca felt a strange want for the girl to do the same to her. It was weird, and Bianca was frustrated with herself for not knowing why she wanted that to happen. Ever since the posh girl had walked into the St. Trinian's dorm, she had been noticing weird things about the girl that she hadn't paid attention to in others.

Weird things, like what the girl wore. Right now she was aware that the girl was wearing a long sleeved blouse that had ruffles down the front center and she had the blouse tucked into a pair of navy blue high-waisted shorts that cut off at the girl's mid-thigh. She had on navy blue knee socks with the St. Trinian's emblem on their outer sides, and she wore a pair of white saddle shoes over them.

Her hair was piled on top of her hair in a flawless bun, which showed of the girl's two pairs of earrings. That's right, two. Miss Posh Totty had double-lobe piercings. It may not have seemed like such a strange thing, but the Posh Totties never got beyond their first lobe piercing done. Rosë was wearing a pair of rose gold hoop earrings in her first holes, and then a pair of pearl earrings in the second. The rose gold matched the face of her watch that had a white leather strap which was fastened around her left wrist with a pearl bracelet.

And for makeup, Jesus Christ, how she made her makeup look so flawless when she did it differently almost every other day was beyond Bianca, who realized she was able to hear what Rosë was whispering to her cousin. "You and I both know it's because you're creeped out by graveyards at night, and you have been since you saw that Twilight Zone movie where they rose up out of their graves."

"Wha' movie?" Bianca asked nosily.

"None of your business, Chav!" Zoë snapped. Rosë flinched at the harsh tone her cousin used, Bianca glared at Zoë.

X

It was quickly after Zoë snapped too harshly at Bianca that Chelsea popped her head up from inside the grave, her hands held at eye level to her, screaming. The head Posh Totty's screaming caused everyone around her to scream, including Rosë who was crushed by Bianca and Zoë holding on to her tightly in fright.

When Chelsea stopped screaming the three very differently dressed girls pulled away from each other as Chelsea exclaimed, "My nails!" in a shrill whine, "I just had them done." She told Rosë with a pout.

Rosë sighed, slapping her palm into her forehead as she heard Bianca heave a sigh of relief, "I nearlee trumped ihn ma trackies."

It wasn't until after Chelsea hopped out that Zoë took her place, and they continued digging until they got to the actual coffin. The Head Girl and the Emo spent a few more minutes uncovering the entire coffin. Zoë crawled out and then Annabelle was the one to open it.

When the lid was pulled from the wooden box, the rankest smell came from it, and everyone gagged. "Ugh, gross," Bianca commented. Rosë nodded as she covered her nose.

"I think it's kind of beautiful," Zoë spoke pulling her cell phone from her pocket. She then proceeded to take a picture of herself by the corpse.

"You are so weird," Rosë hissed at her cousin, gagging at the thought of taking a picture with the rotted mass of bones that had cockroaches crawling in and out of sight within it.

"Look!" Annabelle called, "There's something stuck under his hat." The headmistress' niece leaned forward and pulled a rotted playing card from her ancestor's grave. She situated it so she could read it and began to recite what her older ancestor had written as a guide to find his treasure. "This ring will fit no finger, but works upon the ear. Illa- Iwa-" Annabelle looked up at them, "I can't make out the end, it rotted away."

Bianca started making strange noises, "Ah- Ah- Ah- Ah-" and slightly flailing her arms.

"Just like the spirit," Chelsea said gripping onto Rosë in fright. "It's like that bit in Ghost."

"Bianca!" Annabelle cried, "Can you hear us?" She emphasized each word slowly.

It was moments later that Bianca let out a sneeze and showered everyone in spit. "Yeah," she replied with a sniffle. "'Course I can."

X

"You tit!" Zoë snapped angrily, Bianca looked up at the emo, "We thought you were possessed."

"Well, that would make you the tit. Wouldn't it, ya tit?" Bianca laughed.

"Don't call her a tit," Chelsea argued back. The blonde girl pointed over at Annabelle who was still in the grave hole. "She's not the one who dragged us here."

"Am I the only one concerned with the bit about being spit on?" Rosë shrieked. Bianca could easily tell that the light brunette girl was sickened. It was then that Bianca realized that she had pretty much just sneezed all over the three girls that stood across from her.

"I know," Chelsea squeaked, "It's so gross."

It was at that moment that Annabelle stood up pin straight and growled out in a demonic voice, "Desist, you vile creatures!"

"Excuse me?" Rosë asked in offense, her eyebrows raised.

"Take a chill pill, Annabelle!" Chelsea snapped.

"I am not Annabelle!" The girl yelled.

"Oh, yeah." Bianca rolled her eyes, "We nea'ly ahlmost fawgoht. Yaw 'ead Gawl," she made air quotes with her fingers around the words, "Yeah?" The three girls across from her mimicked the air quotes, "Big whoop."

While adjusting her jacket, Bianca didn't notice Annabelle's head turning. It wasn't until she heard the growling and she looked over to see her headmistress' niece with her head facing all the way backwards, looking straight at them. She let out a wild scream, along with the other girls with her. Soon, they were running back towards the van.