"Auntie," Annabelle knocked on her aunt's office door. Camilla Fritton cleared her throat, "Sorry, Mrs. Fritton," Annabelle knocked again.

"Come in girlie!" Annabelle walked in per her aunt's request. "What can I do for you, hm?" the Headmistress of St. Trinian's asked her niece.

"Pomfrey said something to Rosë when we were down in the tunnel that worried me." Annabelle told her aunt as she took a seat on the couch in front of the woman's desk.

"What was it?" Camilla looked up at her niece with a serious expression.

"He said that Rosë's father was a Fritton." Camilla's eyebrows lowered, "If that's true, then how is her last name Magnate."

"It's not," Camilla told the girl. Annabelle's eyebrows furrowed. "When her father died, he was a very successful man in the fashion industry, and had a hand in every major fashion business there is. Before he received his success though, he had him and his wife start going by their daughter's middle name because our name isn't one that is highly regarded in society."

"So her name's Rosë Magnate Fritton?" Annabelle remarked confused.

"Yes, girlie, it is, and I ASURE YOU SHE KNOWS IT NOW TOO!" Mrs. Fritton's voice suddenly increased, announcing that there were eavesdroppers at the door to her office." The shrieks of some first years filled their ears followed by the thuds of quick footsteps.

"You see, girlie," her aunt continued, "Magnate is a name for someone of nobility and her father treated her as nothing but, and he wanted her to remember that if something ever happened to him and his wife." Annabelle's smile saddened now knowing that something had happened to the sixth year Posh Totty's parents, aka her aunt and uncle.

"Now go on and get ready for the party girlie, I've heard it's going to be a crazy one." Mrs. Fritton grinned at her niece who chuckled at her aunt's battiness.

X

"What are you wearing to the party Rosë?" Chelsea asked Rosë from her spot in front of one of the vanities they had in the boudoir. Rosë sat at the one to the head Posh Totty's right, her mascara wand held to her eyelashes. One of the Chelsea's Totties in Training stood behind her, making sure none of the sixth year Posh Totty's heated curlers were falling out.

Rosë made a gesture to the mannequin that stood by her rack of clothing. Chelsea turned to look at it. "That's perfect for you!" Chelsea squealed. Saffy and Bella voiced their agreement happily. Rosë smiled at the three girls and thanked them before going back to doing her makeup.

X

Papa ain't shy~

Talkin' his mi~i~ind…

Bianca stood with the rest of the Rude Girls dancing, discretely trying to spot Rosë in the crowd. It wasn't until the Banned's song was nearly over that she spotted her. She was standing with a sixth year Posh Totty by the name of Isabelle.

Isabelle was a tall blonde girl with angular features who was known for being cruder than most Posh Totties. Isabelle was also in line to be nominated as one of the head Posh Totties next year. Bianca felt her anger flair when Rosë and Isabelle started laughing at something together. "What's wrong?" one of her Rude Girls asked her.

"Nuhfin'," Bianca told her. "Imma take a brayk." She told the girl before walking off the dance floor towards the table full of drinks in the far back right corner where Rosë and Isabelle were dancing.

When Bianca was close enough to be seen by Rosë, she caught Rosë's eye and mouth "I need to talk to you." she nodded her head towards the empty hallway. Rosë nodded and said she'd meet her out there. Bianca nodded and walked off.

A few moments later Rosë walked out into the hall and before she could say anything Bianca asked, "Whuh were yew tawkin' about wif Isuhbewl?"

"She made a crude remark about being able to see Chelsea's bra through her blouse, why?"

"No reason," Bianca remarked awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck. It was seconds later that Rosë's pouty lips made a perfect 'O' shape in realization of something.

Rosë pointed at Bianca, "You were jealous." Rosë took a few steps closer to the head Rude Girl so that she was only a breath away, "You were jealous."

"I wuz naht," Bianca retorted trying to keep her shortened breath from being noticed. The light brunette haired girl that stood at 5'8" before her was wearing a white, short-sleeved blouse that had ruffles down the front, a black pinafore that's bodice stopped right underneath the girl's bust, making it more pronounced, a pair of white ankle socks that had lace ruffles all along the ankle, and a pair of black saddle shoes. Her hair was curled perfectly with part of it pinned in a bun that looked like a bow, and she wore hot pink lip stain, and Bianca was trying to resist the urge to kiss her again. People could see them, and she wasn't so sure she was ready for everyone to know she was into girls just yet.

"You were so jealous," Rosë smirked.

"I wuz naht," Bianca snapped again, trying to keep her breathing normal.

Rosë brought her face closer so that her forehead nearly touched Bianca's, "Prove it," she whispered, her lips ghosting over hers.

Bianca gave up on not kissing Rosë, and her face morphed into one of determination as she quickly took control of the situation. She quietly used one hand to grab the doorknob to the empty broom closet. The Rude Girl opened the closet door and then flipped positions with the Posh Totty that was nearly pressed against her so that Rosë was pushed into the broom closet. Bianca followed, pressing the Posh Totty up against the back wall, her lips crammed against hers. If Rosë had been surprised, she didn't show it, and almost immediately responded to Bianca's assault on her mouth by wrapping her arms around the head Rude Girl's neck and kissing back.

Bianca shut the door, and was then faced with Rosë attempting to take control by flipping their position so Bianca's back was facing the back wall. Yet, before Rosë could push Bianca against it, the head Rude Girl shoved Rosë back into the door. Rosë grunted at the impact, and Bianca took that moment to slide her tongue into the Posh Totty's mouth. Rosë made a noise of surprise, but proceeded to entangle her tongue with Bianca's.