Abby Challenges the Chalet School
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#401:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 8:24 pm


Chairs Ally Wink

“Good morning sleepyhead,” called Robert the following morning as he danced into Vi’s room, laying the tray laden with breakfast on the bedside table before flinging open the curtains.
Vi struggled into a sitting position and rubbed her eyes sleepily before they rested on the breakfast tray. A grin spread across her face. “You can come and stay again.”
“I’d hope so,” he said, leaning over to kiss her.
“What do you want to do today?” she asked nibbling on the edge of her toast.
“I don’t know,” he replied perching next to her. “Let’s just go somewhere and be us, pet.”
“Sounds like a plan,” she replied, kissing him back.

And so the rest of the day saw them taking advantage of the last days of autumn sunshine, curled together under a tree, lost in each other and watching the world go by.


Meanwhile, back at the Chalet School, Abby had found herself a quiet corner of the Third form common room once they were left to their own devices in the afternoon so that she could read Legends which she had checked out of the library the previous day. She was soon engrossed and every now and again the rest of the Thirds would cast a glance in her direction as she chuckled to herself. Eventually Abby cast aside the book with a satisfied sigh, replaced it on the shelf and went to rejoin her friends.

“Okay?” asked Livia quietly, laying a reassuring hand on Abby’s arm.
Abby turned to face her friend and grinned. “Yes.”


“Penny for them?” asked a voice from above Tacy Warrington’s head. Glancing up she saw Polly McCormack and gave a grin. “You look absolutely miles away.”
“I was.”
“Anywhere nice?”
Tacy smiled. “Oh nowhere of any interest, just thinking about mum, that’s all. Ruth went back to Cambridge on Thursday so she’ll only have Alexis at home now.” Polly gave a reassuring smile as Tacy shook herself. “I’m just being silly. I just hope that one day mum will meet someone else – she doesn’t deserve to be spending the rest of her life on her own. Anyway, do you fancy heading down to the hockey pitch – Caitlin said something about a Fourths versus Fifths grudge match.”
“Okay then. Fancy forgetting our Prefect dignity and racing me there once we’re outside?”
“You’re on,” grinned Tacy, leaping up.

 


#402:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 8:25 pm


Thank you, pim. Lovely to have a bit more of this and catch up on each set of people. Smile

 


#403:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 8:31 pm


Thanks Pim a luffly shiny, happity, wheeeeeeeeee update Very Happy

*smirkles*

 


#404:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:32 pm


Awwww! Nice to see Tacy's thoughts on her mum.

 


#405:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:36 pm


Awwww! Those were bootiful posts Pimmy! Thank you!

 


#406:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:21 pm


Thanks Pimskanana

Liz

 


#407:  Author: Sarah_KLocation: St Albans/Leicester PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:37 pm


Well hopefully that means that Tacy will be fine about it. It's Livia who could cause the most problems, can you imagine her and Abby fighting over it Confused

Still, yay for them finally getting together Very Happy

 


#408:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:44 pm


*wibbles slightly about Livia's reaction*

Tacy seems very mature though! And is this Caitlin of the hockey match the sister with the fiery temper?

 


#409:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 2:39 pm


Thank you pim! Lovely!

 


#410:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 12:09 am


Thank you pim!!!

 


#411:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 4:51 pm


Thanks Pim some really lovely posts there. Nice to see Robert and Vi together they are a lovely couple.

Glad Tacy is thinking of her Mum and will be happy about it, hope Livia and Abby accept it too.

 


#412:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 3:56 pm


francesn wrote:
And is this Caitlin of the hockey match the sister with the fiery temper?


No, Caitlin is Caitlin Willoughby the Games Pree, Cathlin is the sister. My fault for choosing simliar names!


Creseldine was irritated. It was Tuesday afternoon at the Chalet School and she couldn’t find her indoor shoes anywhere in the Sixth Form’s splashery. She and Polly had gone down to the village on an errand to the Post Office for Miss Wilmot once afternoon school was over as neither of them were on Prep duty.

“How have you lost something like that?” demanded Polly as she changed her own shoes.
“I put them in my locker!” groaned Creseldine. “You saw me.”
Polly flushed. “Of course I did,” she said. “I’m sorry,” she paused before looking into Creseldine’s locker herself. “It’s rather bizarre, yes, they were definitely there.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Neither do I,” said Polly thoughtfully as she remembered the conversation she’d had the previous week with Tacy about the Thirds. “You’ll just have to run through school in your tights to the Dorm to get your spare shoes and hope that Matey doesn’t catch you, or worse…”
“Miss Wilmot,” said Creseldine mournfully. “I wonder where they could have gone.”
“I haven’t got a clue, but I’ll run through the school with you and explain if we get caught.”
Creseldine smiled weakly. “I just wish I knew who… who’d done it. It’s not as if it’s the first time it’s happened.”
Polly frowned. “But that was just your things getting rearranged, are you sure you didn’t shift them around yourself?” Creseldine shook her head. “Never mind, come on let’s try and get to the Dorm.”

They set off, Polly mulling it all over in her head. She was convinced that the Thirds had something to do with it but she had no evidence that it could have been them.

“Creseldine Price-Morris, Polly McCormack, what do you think you’re doing?” came suddenly from behind them.

The pair spun round to see Miss Ferrars standing behind them with a faint look of surprise on her face.

“Miss Ferrars, we…” began Polly.
“Creseldine, where are your shoes?”
“That’s the thing Miss Ferrars… We…” began Polly.
“Is your name Creseldine?” Miss Ferrars asked sharply. Polly shook her head, feeling like the naughtiest of the Thirds. “Well?”
Creseldine looked up, startled. “I don’t know.”
“What do you mean ‘I don’t know’?”
“Just that Miss Ferrars – I put them in my locker in the splashery when Polly and I went out to go to the Post Office for Miss Wilmot and when we came back they were gone.”
Miss Ferrars raised an eyebrow. “Really,” she said with a hint of disbelief in her voice. “And just what do you think has happened to them?”
“I really don’t know Miss Ferrars.”
“Hmm.” She broke off. “Go to your dormitory Creseldine and find your spare shoes and when you’re done come along to Miss Wilmot’s study. Polly, come with me please.”
“Yes Miss Ferrars,” muttered Polly allowing herself to follow the mistress without argument.
“Oh and Creseldine, if you run into Matron on your way tell her you have my permission to be walking through the school in your tights.”

 


#413:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 3:58 pm


Have a terrible feeling the Thirds may be about to get rumbled!

Thanks Pim. Laughing

 


#414:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 4:06 pm


Me too! Thank you Pim!

 


#415:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 4:46 pm


*sighs* cant you let the thirds have an ickle bit more fun first Wink

Thanks Pimble Very Happy

 


#416:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 8:59 pm


thank you pim!

*seconds ally - don't ruin the Thirds' fun yet*

 


#417:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 11:11 am


Heheh, just as well you don't know the Thirds like I do Wink

“I think we’re rumbled!” And with those exclaimed words Ava Hunter of 3B whirled into the Third Form common room.
“What do you mean?” demanded Katy from her corner where she was wrestling with her Romeo and Juliet.
“I was just coming over from the library to find my pencil case and Ferry’s just caught Creseldine ambling through the school in her tights, and to make matters worse Polly McCormack was with her.”
“Blast,” groaned Livia from beside Katy. “I’m sure Polly and Tacy have been on to us for a couple of days now as well.”
“What happened?” asked Katy.
“I’m not completely sure,” replied Ava. “I hid behind that art project totem pole thing in entrance hall so Ferry didn’t spot me, I didn’t hear all that well. But Polly went off after Ferry and Creseldine carried on towards the dormies. Ferry looked raging as well! Creseldine and Polly didn’t look too chuffed either.”
“They don’t know it’s us though,” said Lara as she rolled over from where she was doing her maths sprawled on her stomach.
“How long do you bet it’ll take them to work it out though?” asked Livia.
“Well they’ve got no evidence,” said Katy thoughtfully.
“They’re bound to know it’s us all the same,” said Livia glumly, hugging her knees under her chest.


It was a somewhat subdued and thoughtful Creseldine who made her way through the school to the sixth form dormitories to find her spare indoor shoes desperately hoping that she wouldn’t run into the clutches of Matron. She had a sneaking suspicion that certain members of the Third form were responsible for this latest mishap but she couldn’t be sure, besides there was no evidence. On the other hand she remembered that the Thirds had been behaving more oddly than usual, especially in their eagerness to respond to things she’d asked them to which later seemed to never have been done. She gave a sigh of relief as she reached the Lily dorm without being noticed and slipped in.


“Do you have an explanation, Polly?” asked Miss Ferrars icily once they had reached Miss Wilmot’s office, that lady herself was otherwise occupied with an extra coaching session.
Polly shook her head, she had suspicions but nothing concrete. “I really don’t know Miss Ferrars,” she replied hoping she sounded honest. “I saw Cres putting her shoes into her locker before we went out, and when we came back they’d gone.”
“You must have some idea.”
Polly shook her head again. “I honestly don’t. I wish I did.”
Miss Ferrars raised an eyebrow, suspecting that Polly knew more than she was letting on. “Right,” she said at length.

Polly lowered her eyes and began studying the toes of her shoes, feeling as though she was back in the middle school and having been caught playing some mad prank, as had happened so often. She didn’t want to share her suspicions just yet and ideally once she knew for sure she wanted to deal with the miscreants herself. For the moment she just knew that she didn’t want the Head or even Miss Ferrars involved.

 


#418:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 11:26 am


And I bet her punishment will be worse than anything the Head could devise!! Wink

Great, Pim. Thank you

 


#419:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:41 pm


Thanks Pim. Wonder if Cres is going to figure it out - and do something about it?

 


#420:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:32 am


D'oh! Double post!

Last edited by pim on Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:40 am; edited 1 time in total

 


#421:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:33 am


Megan sat in the middle of her bed not looking at the prospectuses Jo had given her. She’d known that sooner or later she’d have to start thinking about going back to school but she’d been hoping it would have been the latter option. She glanced at the cover for Armiford High and suddenly felt a slight pang of nostalgia for her old school back in Devon. She liked Libby and Coco and their tales of their school life had made her think about going back to school. Her eyes flicked over to the other prospectus which lay on her bed, resting on the name of the school on the front of it, The Chalet School. She’d heard a lot about the school since she’d arrived at Plas Gwyn from Jo and it did sound like a wonderful place to be. At the same time she didn’t feel so sure, she’d never been away to school before, in fact she’d never spent a prolonged period of time away from home before. She pushed them both to one side and reached down to pick her book up off the floor and buried herself into Dimsie Head Girl when there was a gentle tap at the door and Jo poked her head around it. Megan looked up and smiled.

“Libby’s mum just phoned to see if you wanted to go over for tea tomorrow,” she said. “I tried calling you.”
“I didn’t hear you,” replied Megan. “I’m sorry.”
“You looked lost in that book.”
“It’s good. I thought I’d outgrown this sort of thing.”
Jo chuckled. “I don’t think you ever do. Do you want to go to Libby’s tomorrow?” Megan nodded eagerly. “I’ll phone her mum back then and let her know.” Jo’s eyes caught the school prospectuses pushed to one side but decided to say nothing. “Don’t make any plans for the weekend though,” she said.
“Why not?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“Oh.”
“I’m going to see if I can finish this chapter, do you want anything?” Megan shook her head. “Can I count on your expert opinion when I get it finished? I shouldn’t be too long.”
Megan’s eyes were wide with surprise. “Oh, can… I mean, may I?”
“Oh course you may. It’s a family privilege. I’ll give you a shout later.”

And with that she left Megan, her book cast to one side, thinking. Family. One little word had made all the difference. She reached out and picked up the prospectuses again, the plights of Dimsie and Jean forgotten for the moment.

 


#422:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:37 am


I wonder what Megan will decide? Good to see that she seems quite relaxed with Joey already.

Thanks you Pim Very Happy

 


#423:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:40 am


Like that - good for Joey.

Thanks Pim.

 


#424:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 2:01 pm


Lovely, thank you pim!

 


#425:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 3:32 pm


Wonderbubble Pimmy! Thank you hun!

 


#426:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 5:02 pm


Lovely, Pim. Thank you Smile

 


#427:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 11:27 pm


will the "family" connection swing it in favour of the Chalet School.....

*bounces*

pim you are shiny!

 


#428:  Author: Miss DiLocation: Newcastle, NSW PostPosted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:22 am


pim wrote:

“You looked lost in that book.”
“It’s good. I thought I’d outgrown this sort of thing.”
Jo chuckled. “I don’t think you ever do.



So, so very true. Unless I've been fooled and this really is a community of 12 year olds...


I like your Jo.


Not a nasty lady like some Jo's I could name.

 


#429:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 9:02 am


Miss Di wrote:
Unless I've been fooled and this really is a community of 12 year olds...






well, now you come to mention it........... Wink

 


#430:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 9:40 am


Joey is so nice in this drabble! Very Happy

 


#431:  Author: RobinLocation: London PostPosted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 11:08 am


just read lots of updates at once, thanks Pim
I like Vi and Robert - hope that their daughters are ok with their relationship...

 


#432:  Author: nikkieLocation: Cumbria PostPosted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 8:24 pm


Vikki wrote:
Miss Di wrote:
Unless I've been fooled and this really is a community of 12 year olds...






well, now you come to mention it........... Wink

So all your photos are fakes?
Thanks Pim

 


#433:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester England PostPosted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 8:27 pm


Lovely Pimderella! Eagerly waiting for more.

 


#434:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 2:24 pm


Thanks Pim just read the last couple of updates. Hope we do see some more mischief from the thirds and that justice is tempered with mercy in that the thirds did have good reason.

Jo is really lovely in this long may it continue!

 


#435:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 5:24 pm


Another one playing catch-up.

Thanks for all the lovely updates Pimtrillicia.

*wondering what Megan will decide*

Liz

 


#436:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 8:22 pm


Vikki wrote:
Miss Di wrote:
Unless I've been fooled and this really is a community of 12 year olds...


well, now you come to mention it........... Wink


*smirkles* *giggles* Bah, foiled Wink

Retribution did not fall immediately on the Thirds. Both Polly and Creseldine had been evasive to Miss Ferrars’ questioning and although they remained on tenterhooks the collective relief could be felt in the Third Form common room. Miss Ferrars had shared her concerns with her long serving friends Miss Wilmot and Miss Andrews but had decided to respond to Polly’s plea to leave it to her for the interim. Somewhat disturbed by almost being caught the Thirds reached a general consensus that they should lay low for a few days on the attack front. Privately Polly shared her concern with Tacy but neither of them were too sure what to do faced with this situation. They had admitted Library Prefect Elixabete Berriex into their enclosure by dint of her younger sister Kistiñe being in 3B. In her younger days Elixabete, who hailed from the Basque country, had given some of the school’s legendary pranksters a run for their money causing some of the older members of staff to draw parallels with Emerence Hope and Jack Lambert, and even as far as Jo Maynard declaring that she evoked ‘shades of Evadne Lannis and Cornelia Flower’.

However, the Thirds were somewhat distracted by something completely different over the next few days shifting what they had begun to refer to as the ‘Creseldine Affair’ into the background. It had come about during a geography lesson with Miss Ferrars on Africa when Abby had unwittingly brought the plight of many nations to their attention. Her enthusiasm and passion for the fight for justice and improving living conditions had infected the rest of 3A and subsequently passed on to 3B. In between plotting their next move with regard to Creseldine they were throwing money raising ideas around the common room. As far as the staff were concerned this was a much more productive way of expending their excess energies and somehow by the end of the week the Creseldine situation had faded into the background.

Except in the minds of certain members of the Third Form.

 


#437:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 9:43 pm


Ho, hum, watch out for squalls!! Sad

Thank you, Pim

 


#438:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 12:14 am


Thanks Pimslavina

Liz

 


#439:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 12:22 am


Glad Abby's not forgotten her passions.

Thanks Pim.

 


#440:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 8:26 am


Thanks pim!!

And so what if this is a community of 12 year olds?? I for one would love to have the skin quality I enjoyed at that age! although even in photos you can already see the deep lines across my forehead that are deeper now - why is that? I was very annoyed at that age as I didn't think kids got lines on their foreheads!

 


#441:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Thu Apr 21, 2005 10:40 pm


"certain members" eh?

well I shall wait patiently, pim, because this sounds very interesting!

 


#442:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 8:47 pm


“Where are we going?” Megan asked of Jo as they climbed into the car shortly before lunchtime on Saturday.
“It’s a surprise,” said Jo. “You’ll see when we get there.”

Megan smiled and said nothing. Since she’d met Jo Maynard she had never ceased to be amazed by how she could flick so easily between the responsible adult member of society and the irrepressible schoolgirl she had never grown out of being.


“I wonder what she’s like,” mused Hilda Annersley as she and Nell Wilson stood in the car park straining to see the arrival of their visitors.
“Who?” asked Nell, somewhat distractedly.
“Jo.”
“What?”
“Honestly Nell, there are times when you drive me to distraction and beyond.”
“But you wouldn’t have me any other way,” replied her companion with a smug grin.
“W-ell, now you mention it Nell…” Hilda was brought up short by a sharp jab in the ribs from Nell. She rolled her eyes in reply and grinned. “I was talking about Megan before your daft side took over.”
“Ahh yes, Megan, I was wondering what she was like too.”
“Do you remember the last time?”
“Last time what? Jo came to visit? It was just the other week, we went out for a pub lunch and…” She broke off and they both laughed.
“No,” said Hilda suddenly growing more serious. “The last time Jo brought a new adoptee to us.”
“Abby’s hardly an adoptee, but yes, the principle’s the same I suppose.”

The two friends stood in silence for a moment, each leaning on their walking sticks lost deep in thought. They were both almost as old as the century with more years teaching experience between them than they cared to count. They had seen some of the most fundamental changes on the planet together and their collective knowledge never ceased to amaze people. Friendships sometimes enter life for a reason, sometimes for a season, and there are some which will last a lifetime; Hilda Annersley and Nell Wilson knew that they fell into the latter category. They had dedicated their lives to a greater calling but at the end of the day would always be there for the other to turn to. Over the years they had lost track of the number of people who had passed through their lives, but anybody who had been touched by the formidable twosome remembered it.

“Hilda, Nell!” Jo’s cry cut through their thoughts and brought them back down to reality with a bump.

 


#443:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 8:55 pm


Awwww, have huge grin on face - thank you Pim, that was wonderful. Laughing

 


#444:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 9:39 pm


Fantastic moving piece at the end there, pim.
Thank you

 


#445:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Fri Apr 22, 2005 10:15 pm


Thank you Pimmy!!!
That was lovely!!!

 


#446:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 4:53 am


pim wrote:
Friendships sometimes enter life for a reason, sometimes for a season, and there are some which will last a lifetime; Hilda Annersley and Nell Wilson knew that they fell into the latter category. They had dedicated their lives to a greater calling but at the end of the day would always be there for the other to turn to. Over the years they had lost track of the number of people who had passed through their lives, but anybody who had been touched by the formidable twosome remembered it.

Lovely!!! thank you pim!

 


#447:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 9:48 am


What Sophoife said!

Thank you Pim!

 


#448:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 12:28 pm


*chuckles at Hilda and Nell*

Thanks Pimmy muchly Very Happy

 


#449:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 12:31 pm


Beautiful Pim

Thank you

Liz

 


#450:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 10:05 pm


Pim that was lovely, thank you. Love the sentence about Friendship!

 


#451:  Author: nikkieLocation: Cumbria PostPosted: Sat Apr 23, 2005 10:34 pm


Agreeing with everyone!
Thanks Pim

 


#452:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester England PostPosted: Sun Apr 24, 2005 7:38 am


Awww that was wonderful thanks Pim.

 


#453:  Author: LauraLocation: London (ish) PostPosted: Sun Apr 24, 2005 2:52 pm


pim wrote:

“Hilda, Nell!” Jo’s cry cut through their thoughts and brought them back down to reality with a bump.


For some reason I read that as 'Hill, Nelda!' And didn't think anything of it for about a minute...

Thanks Pim!

 


#454:  Author: DawnLocation: Leeds, West Yorks PostPosted: Mon Apr 25, 2005 9:27 pm


Lovely thankyou Pim

 


#455:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 9:09 am


Initial introductions over the four soon found themselves in an Armiford café having lunch with Jo, Hilda and Nell reminiscing nostalgically about the early days of the school back in the Tyrol.

“And Jo wound up by calling me an idiot!” said Nell with mock indignation as her face split into a mischievous grin, as she related the tale of Jo falling into a pit on Guide camp. “There were times when I thought that Jo really did have it in for me.”
“Why ever so?” asked Megan, she had been sitting quietly listening in amazement to the stories.
“Well there was the time she fell off a ladder and landed on me, what I did to deserve I know not!”
Jo coloured furiously. “It was hardly deliberate! And anyway, you weren’t killed or even horribly injured!”
Nell laughed. “I know, but it’s worth bringing up from time to time just for you indignance over the whole affair!”

Megan sat back in her chair thinking over her time at her High School. She couldn’t imagine ever having that sort of relationship with the teachers there.

“It’s sometimes best to ignore those two,” whispered Hilda conspiratorially from beside her. “They’re both wonderful, but very forceful when together,” she added with a wink.
Megan shook her head. “I couldn’t ever imagine being like that with any of my teachers at the High. They were all so… remote.”
Hilda smiled. “The Chalet School is a bit of a law unto itself on occasion, mind you it had to be in order to survive.”
Megan stared thoughtfully into the bottom of her empty glass. “Do you think I should go?”
“I’d have to say yes, but maybe I’m biased,” Hilda said with a gently smile. “A thousand miles can lead so many ways.”
“Everything’s so upside down, it’s like… someone took my life and smashed it and when I put the pieces back together I didn’t fit them right.”
Hilda frowned. “I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear the lake water lapping and low sounds by the shore…” she broke off realising that Megan was quoting along with her.
Megan closed her eyes. “I love that poem,” she said opening them again. “It’s my favourite.”
Hilda Annersley suddenly looked every inch the English mistress. “What’s it about?”
“Finding a home… somewhere to be happy and the just be. It’s about escaping somewhere safe, about learning, about knowing… It’s the creation of an idyll – or a memory to cling to. I, oh…” she trailed off. Hilda smiled. “I already know the decision I have to make, don’t I?”
“You just have to listen to your Innesfree.” Hilda paused. “Do you like English then?”
Megan nodded. “It’s my favourite subject.”
“Excellent choice, I approve wholeheartedly.”
“What are you two talking about?” asked Nell suddenly.
“Poetry,” replied Hilda smugly.
Nell rolled her eyes. “Not a scientist then?”
Megan shook her head. “I’m a bit of a disaster there I’m afraid.”
“Oh well,” sighed Nell.


I will arise and go now, and got to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

Yeats

 


#456:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 9:18 am


Oh beautiful, love the conversations, love that Megan and Hilda could relate, love Hilda's smugness! Laughing

Thank you Pim - you're very productive this morning!!!

 


#457:  Author: NinaLocation: Peterborough, UK PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 9:26 am


Thank you Pim! I love that poem too, I think it's the first one I ever learnt off by heart.

 


#458:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 9:27 am


Lovely post Pim!

 


#459:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 2:30 pm


Glad to see Hilda hasn't lost her touch, despite her age! Very Happy

Nor Nell either, judging by her exchange with Jo.

Thanks for the update, Pim

 


#460: Abby Challenges the Chalet School Author: Elder in OntarioLocation: Ontario, Canada PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 3:08 pm


Thanks for this update, Pim - nice to see this back again.

 


#461:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 4:05 pm


thanks for the luffly update Pim

Liz

 


#462:  Author: patmacLocation: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 5:38 pm


I started reading this when it started and then fell so far behind I thought I'd never catch up so it would have to wait for some real free time. I've managed that this afternoon and it has been a well spent time! A real roller coaster of emotions. I'd never thought of Megan's 'father' not being her real one - and would have never thought of casting Charles in the role! I did think Megan's father might turn out to have CS connections but this was very up to date EBD coincidence Wink

the whole drabble is super and a worthy successor to 'Lift up mine Eyes'.

Great stuff.!

 


#463:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 8:53 pm


Thank you Pim. Lovely to see Nell and Hilda getting on with Megan.

 


#464:  Author: champagnedrinker PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 9:59 pm


Yet another one I've just found ... reading this and the prequel - well, put it like this - lovely evening, though NOT what I'd intended to do.

Oh well, Sunday evenings were never meant for marking and/ or sorting out bills. Smile

Great drabble, thanks muchly.

 


#465:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Sun May 15, 2005 11:08 pm


Thank you Pim for finding time to update this among the doom! Glad Megan got on so well with Hilda.

 


#466:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:56 am


I think doom is having an adverse effect on my plot bunnies... Rolling Eyes

Kathie Ferrars awoke early the following morning, too early, she reflected as her watch showed it to only be 5am. Feeling unusually awake she got up and dressed before slipping from her room and out of the staff quarters to where she had parked her car. It was a cold morning and it took a few attempts to get the car to co-operate, eventually it did and she was soon on the road away from school. She knew exactly where she was going – to a place that would haunt the rest of her life. Pulling the car up along side the patch of road where Marcie and Ivan’s accident had happened she stepped from the car and stared blankly at the surrounding countryside. Shivering a little as the October wind whipped her ears, she sat on the grassy bank huddled against the elements, her eyes adjusting to the darkness surrounding her. Lifting her head, why, she asked in a voice barely audible, her question seized by the wind and tossed away carelessly. Burying her face in her knees she struggled to make sense of the myriad of images before the eyes she had closed tightly against the outside world.

Marcie at her first dancing class, eyes alight and shining, looking so alive as she struggled to follow the steps of the teacher. Ivan’s smile, the lopsided one that played around the left corner of his mouth when he was trying not to laugh. Story time with Marcie, curled up together, lost in a story book land, away from reality in a time suspended. Ivan’s face when she’d agreed to marry him, the sheer joy in his expression as he’d suddenly picked her up and spun her round, surrounded by the majestic peaks of the Alps as he’d gently kissed her. Marcie coming to her with a grazed knee, seeking a mother’s reassurance, a mother’s safety, with the complete confidence that a mother can fix anything. Ivan running his hands over her pregnant stomach, whispering to an unborn Marcie of his plans for the future. Two coffins at the front of the church.

“It’s not fair,” she shouted suddenly into the early morning emptiness, thumping the ground beside her in frustration. Shivering, she climbed back into the car, wrapping her arms around the steering wheel she rested her head against it and sobbed. “I wanted to be a mother, why take that from me?” she whispered as the sobs subsided. “Especially when some throw it away so easily,” she added bitterly.

 


#467:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:17 am


*Hugs Kathie tightly* Crying or Very sad
She must have hated M-L so much for abandoning Abby, while she lost her own daughter.

 


#468:  Author: RobinLocation: London PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 11:00 am


poor Kathie.
hope this doesn't make things harder for Abby...


ETA good to see this back Pim!


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#469:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 11:01 am


I wanted to be a mother, why take that from me?” she whispered as the sobs subsided. “Especially when some throw it away so easily,” she added bitterly.

Oh how I shivered at that because it is something I have cried over the years, not because I lost a child but because I could not have a child. And have indeed watched as others treat that gift so lightly.

I was lucky to be able to adopt. Others are not so fortunate.

Poor Kathie.

 


#470:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 11:37 am


Thank you Pim.
Lovely post with Hilda and Nell and I also love that poem.
Poor Kathie.

 


#471:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 1:56 pm


Crying or Very sad Poor Kathie

Thanks Pim

Liz

 


#472:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 4:24 pm


*hugs Kathie tightly* It must have been so hard for her to see others treat it so differently.

Thanks Pim

 


#473:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:12 pm


Feel so sorry for Kathie Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad

Thanks Pim.

 


#474:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Mon May 16, 2005 10:36 pm


Pim you have it in for Kathie and motherhood at the moment!

I was already feeling sorry for her in the Sharlie drabble, and now I feel twice as sorry for her.

*sniffles quietly*

 


#475:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Tue May 17, 2005 12:19 am


Poor Kathie. How dreadful for her, it must hurt so much.

 


#476:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Tue May 17, 2005 9:08 am


francesn wrote:
Pim you have it in for Kathie and motherhood at the moment!


It's not intentional, she's just a bit of an attention seeking madam at times, I keep hoping if I let Georgia at her she'll be quiet and stop butting in... doesn't always work Rolling Eyes

Creseldine was bothered, but she wasn’t completely sure why. It was Monday morning and she was making her way to collect some books from her locker before morning school started. She and Raakel Uitto, the art prefect, both had free periods so Raakel was accompanying her to collect her art materials. Creseldine was relieved that nothing had gone wrong since the incident of her shoes; however, she had been slightly perturbed by the fact that a few members of 3A seemed to be smirking at her over breakfast. Opening her locker and searching in it for her geography book she was greeted by a deluge of water, which only caught her slightly but covered the rest of the books in her locker. She gave an involuntary squawk on realising what had happened.

“What’s happened?” asked Raakel, as Creseldine pulled the soggy books from her locker. “Oh Creseldine… but who would?”
Creseldine shook her head. “Could have been anyone, the lockers don’t lock after all.”
Raakel muttered something under her breath in her native Finnish then looked at Creseldine. “Pretty sneaky if you ask me,” she remarked reaching into Creseldine’s locker and pulling out a plastic cup. “Definitely one of the younger forms. What are you going to do?”
Creseldine shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“They can’t be allowed to get away with this.” Raakel crumpled the cup in her hand with a force that shocked Creseldine as she was normally such a quiet soul “Just look at your books – did you have work in there too?”
Cresledine flicked through the pile in her arms. “Just a little, nothing important… except, of for goodness’ sake! My biology essay,” she groaned extracting the offending item.
“Oh Cres…”
“I suppose I’ll have to spend my free rewriting it instead of doing that beastly geog for Ferry.” And with that she slammed her locker door shut and stalked off.


By lunchtime Abby was in a black mood. She’d been snapped at, unnecessarily she thought, in both maths and geography by Miss Ferrars and had been too distracted to pay attention in English, earning short shrift from Miss Winter. Abby had taken advantage of the little free time they had between lunch and afternoon school to air her grievances to Rhianna who was in complete agreement that her friend had been unfairly treated.

“All I did was answer her stupid question in geog,” grumbled Abby. “I admit that I was being unaccountably thick in maths but there was no need for her to go off on one at me the way she did. And besides, what did she mean by ‘you’re your mother all over again’?”
Rhianna shrugged. “No idea.”
Abby frowned. “I’m sure Auntie Jo said they were good chums, I’ll have to write to her. Ferry’s never been like that with me before.”
“Maybe she was having a bad day.”
“No excuse.”

 


#477:  Author: patmacLocation: Yorkshire England PostPosted: Tue May 17, 2005 9:24 am


WE know Kathy is feeling upset but that really was below the belt to say that to Abby!

I'm beggining to feel sorry for Creseldine!

Thank you Pim

 


#478:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Tue May 17, 2005 9:34 am


Bad Kathie! She can't do that to Abby its not her fault!
Also feeling a little sorry for Creseldine.
Thank you Pim!

 


#479:  Author: Sarah_KLocation: St Albans/Leicester PostPosted: Tue May 17, 2005 4:32 pm


Oh dear, nobody's having a good day in this post are they! Still i feel kathie probably needs to apologise for that dig, it's ahrdly poor Abby's fault after all.

Thanks pim.

 


#480:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Tue May 17, 2005 10:59 pm


((Kathie)

*prefers Kathie to ML*

but it was a bit mean to go for Abby like that....and I think 3A have gone too far with the water this time.

 


#481:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Wed May 18, 2005 8:50 am


*agrees with Frances* that's damage to school property - I notice Creseldine doesn't seem to have reported it though - is she going to take any notice or is she just going to take it meekly? Is it bullying rather than pranks now?

Poor Abby & poor Kathie Crying or Very sad

Liz

 


#482:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu May 19, 2005 7:06 pm


Feel sorry for Kathie - but hope someone (Nancy) notices what's going on, she being unfair to Ally.

As for Creseldine - think the Thirds have crossed the line.


Thanks Pim.

 


#483:  Author: JosieLocation: London PostPosted: Thu May 19, 2005 9:07 pm


Oooo - a couple of posts I'd missed! Almost like finidng a tenner in my coat pocket!

Thanks Pim. Also beginning to feel a little sorry for Creseldine.

 


#484:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Fri May 20, 2005 12:25 am


Thanks Pim. Fell that both 3A and Kathie have gone too far this time.

 


#485:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Tue May 24, 2005 1:08 pm


Josie wrote:
Almost like finidng a tenner in my coat pocket!


I wouldn't mind finding a tenner in my coat pocket... but as I haven't worn a coat in ages I doubt I will. Alas.

By the end of the day there were several girls airing their grievances against Miss Ferrars, having all been on the wrong end of her bad mood. Creseldine had been among them for the state of her geography book after its impromptu bath that morning and unable to give a satisfactory explanation had left her feeling worse than the naughtiest of middles. It wasn’t only the girls who had noticed the mistress’s black mood as several of the staff had fallen victim to her sharp tongue, including her good friend Miss Andrews. The Thirds, however, were more preoccupied by pressing concerns such as Creseldine and solving the problem of Third World poverty.

“I can’t help but feel,” said Katy to her select coterie of Livia and Miranda Everett, Lyra Meadows and Mai Keppel of 3B. “That we may have taken things a little too far this morning. I overheard Creseldine talking to Raakel thingy at lunch about how Ferry practically ate her alive for the state of her geog book.”
Livia frowned and removed the plait she had been chewing from her mouth. “Maybe we did. Creseldine seems to have been tolerable of late but she still needs knocking down that last peg.”
“I don’t know,” said Katy. “We should leave things a while, I know we’ve got away with things so far but I don’t want to risk anything. Especially since we might get caught by Ferry and I don’t fancy being on the receiving end of her mood at the moment, I can tell you! I was squirming in maths this morning when she went off at Abby.”
“I thought you had Miss Webber for maths,” put in Miranda.
“We do as a rule, but she was sickening for something so Ferry covered,” explained Katy.
Mai uncrossed her legs and tucked her knees under her chin. “Ferry was in a rotten mood in our geog class last thing.”
“She’s such a jolly thing as a rule,” grumbled Livia. “Here, Abby,” she called across the common room to her friend.
“What?” asked Abby as she sat down to join them.
“Are you okay?” asked Katy. “I mean after maths and geog this morning.”
Abby frowned. “Yeah, well a bit confused about why she chose to bring my mother into it but apart from that, yeah. Anyway, there are more important things in the world to be worrying about than the fact that my geog teacher decided to not like me this morning.”


Despite Raakel’s urging there was no sign of Creseldine explaining the real reason behind the incident of the geography book that morning. She was eschewing all questions from her friends in that class and Raakel had prised the whole sorry tale out of Moirrey Evans and Cassidy Hopwood who had been in the class with her. Normally the quietest member of the upper sixth, content to sit in the corner and let the others take charge, Raakel realised that something needed to be done and wandered along to Polly’s study after dinner that evening and related the morning’s incident to her.

“Oh the ninny!” exclaimed Polly as Raakel finished the story. “Why hasn’t she told anyone?”
Raakel shrugged. “She said she didn’t want anyone to know.”
Polly paused and looked thoughtful. “Thanks for telling me Raakel, it’s not the first time something like this has happened to Cres this term. I think I need to have another chat with her.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh just little things, nothing major, just Cres’s things being moved and whatnot, but nothing like this. I think whoever’s behind this campaign has just stepped over the line – I mean for one thing it’s damage to school property! And from what I’ve heard, Ferry almost ate Cres alive this morning.”
Raakel nodded. “Moirrey and Cass have said as much. Do you have any idea who might have done this Polly? I mean, I know Cres is hardly popular but still…” she tailed off.
“I have a suspicion,” replied Polly quietly. “But I’ve got no proof.”


“Goodness, just ‘cause she’s got a touch of the PMTs is no reason for her to take it out on us,” grumbled Lucy Webber, who had just become the latest victim of Kathie Ferrars’ bad mood, as she collapsed into a seat between Sharlie Andrews and Colleen Winter.
“What did you ask?” queried Sharlie.
“Oh nothing exciting, just something about maths books and the Fourths. I feel like I’ve been skinned alive!”

Sharlie frowned and then got up and crossed the room to where her friend was curled up in a seat by the window staring blackly out at the darkness.

“Kathie,” she said quietly, laying a hand on her shoulder. “Maybe you should go and have an early night.”
“I don’t need…” Kathie shrugged of Sharlie’s hand and swung round to face her, stopping short of the tirade she had contemplated beginning on seeing the compassion in her friend’s face. “Maybe you’re right.”
“No maybe about it. You’ve been stinking company all day.”
Kathie stared at the plain speaking. “You’re right,” she said quietly, hanging her head. “But it’s just not fair.”
“I know that,” replied Sharlie simply. “But you’ve been a nightmare on legs all day, so go and have a long sleep and you can do the apology round in the morning when you’re feeling more reasonable.”
Kathie nodded and stood up. “Night Sharlie.”

 


#486:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue May 24, 2005 1:20 pm


Let's hope the apology round includes Abby - she didn't deserve the abuse she got. Feel sorry for Kathie - but taking it out on others won't help.

Glad that someone has decided to take action re Creseldine.

Thanks Pim.

 


#487:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Tue May 24, 2005 1:27 pm


Good for Sharlie being such a wonderful friend Very Happy

If Polly has no proof and the Thirds hold off for a while I wonder what will happen? Poor Cres, Im feeling rather sorry for her.

Thanks Pims

 


#488:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Tue May 24, 2005 5:49 pm


Good for Sharlie.
Can't help thinking the best thing for Kathie would be to have a damn good cry and get it all out.

(and then apologise to Abby!)

 


#489:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Wed May 25, 2005 10:18 am


Megan let herself into Plas Gwyn, having spent the evening at Libby’s with her and Coco.

“Had a good evening?” Jo called on hearing the door shut.
“Lovely thanks,” came back from Megan as she came into wish her and Jack goodnight, kissing them both as they shuffled apart to make space on the sofa for her between them. “I’ve made a decision,” she said suddenly once she was comfortable. “About school.” Jo and Jack looked at each other anxiously. “I want to go to the Chalet School.”
“Are you sure?” asked Jo gently.
Megan nodded. “As much as I’d like to stay here and go to the High with Libby and Coco, I just think that since everything’s changed so much I may as well go the whole hog.”
“If that’s what you want,” said Jack.
“It is. I’ve been thinking about it for days and… it’s not that I don’t appreciate everything you’ve done for me but…I don’t know, it’s like I feel as though I belong at the Chalet School. Does that make sense?”
Jo nodded and slipped her arm around Megan. “Yes, it does.”
“I told Libby and Coco this evening. I think they’re a bit disappointed that I don’t want to go to the High with them but we’ve promised to write and we can see each other in the holidays. Miss… Auntie Hilda,” Megan corrected herself, still feeling a little awkward with the brevet aunt titles Hilda and Nell had insisted on at the weekend. “Said that I had to listen to my Innisfree, because I already knew what decision I was going to make. I wish she still taught at the school, I think she’d be a wonderful English teacher.”
“Oh she was,” said Jo. “Well, if that’s settled I’ll ring up Nancy Wilmot tomorrow and tell her. If she can take you after half term would you like to go then or would you rather wait until next term?”
“I’d like to go as soon as possible that way I don’t have time to dwell on things,” replied Megan firmly.

 


#490:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Wed May 25, 2005 10:30 am


Will Megan and Abby be in the same form?
Will they be friends?
How long will it take for them to make the connection with M-L?
Will Kathie be able to mother Megan and gain some closure?
*I now feel like a question mark!*

 


#491:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Wed May 25, 2005 11:09 am


So glad Megan was able to finally make the decision, and that Hilda's words helped. Smile Smile

I do hope she will settle down happily.

Thank you, Pim


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#492:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed May 25, 2005 12:17 pm


Thanks Pim, glad Megan was able to make that decision.

 


#493:  Author: VikkiLocation: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!! PostPosted: Wed May 25, 2005 11:19 pm


Thanks Pim!!!

Wonder if Megan and Abby will be friends?

 


#494:  Author: Miss DiLocation: Newcastle, NSW PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 5:32 am


pim wrote:
Miss… Auntie Hilda,” Megan corrected herself, still feeling a little awkward with the brevet aunt titles Hilda and Nell had insisted on at the weekend. “Said that I had to listen to my Innisfree, because I already knew what decision I was going to make. I wish she still taught at the school, I think she’d be a wonderful English teacher.”


Please miss? Wot's an Innisfree?

 


#495:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 8:10 am


Go back to page 23 Di, Yeats' poem is quoted there - in the middle - post by Pim from May 15.

 


#496:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 11:04 am


Thank you Pim!

 


#497:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 11:21 am


As it happened, Kathie Ferrars never got to make her round of apologies having woken up the morning in the full grasp of a streaming cold and, meekly as the smallest Junior, had been marched back to bed by Matron. It was with a sigh over her friend’s plight that Nancy Wilmot hung up the telephone that Wednesday morning much to the amazement of Clare Kennedy who had slipped into her office to bring the morning’s post.

“Everything okay Miss… Nancy?” asked Clare, correcting herself at the last minute. Even after several years working for Nancy the schoolgirl in her often took over and forgot to view the head mistress as her colleague.
Nancy glanced up. “Oh nothing much Clare, just Jo being Jo. Is that the post?” Clare nodded and handed over the pile of envelopes.
“What did Jo want?”
“Hmm?” Nancy looked up from flicking through the pile of letters. “Jo? Oh… Clare, there are spaces in the Third aren’t there?”
Clare nodded. “Three or four if I remember rightly, there’s only 32 of them this year. Why?”
“There’ll be another addition to the Third form after half term, that’s all. Jo’s latest, it’s a long story and one I’ll save you for later, I should make a start on this post.”

And with that Clare slipped from the room leaving Nancy to contemplate things alone, wishing that Kathie hadn’t chosen this point in term to be ill.

“So you agreed to have her here then?” queried Sharlie Andrews later that afternoon after she had been invited for Kaffee und Kuchen by Nancy.
“What else could I do? You know what Jo can be on occasion.” Sharlie chuckled and sipped cautiously at her coffee. “So Megan will be joining the Third form after half term; I’ll put her in 3B for the time being, it’ll be a bit easier on her if nothing else. Sharlie, you haven’t told anyone else that you know about Megan being Charles’ have you?”
Sharlie shook her head. “I’ve only discussed this with you and Kathie.”
“Good. Jo seems to have some modicum of sense somewhere and has said that she’ll talk to Katy, Melissa and Jodi over half term weekend and explain to them. She’s in the process of working her way around telling the family.”
“How are they taking it?”
“Well, from what she said. I think it’s been as much of a shock for them as it was for us, apparently only Stephen wasn’t completely bowled over by the news. But then Charles did always confide in Stephen about things.”
“How do you think the girls will take it?”
Nancy shrugged. “I think it’s a tough one to call. Melissa and Jodi won’t have much to do with her since they’re only in the First form, but Megan will be spending a lot of time out of class with Katy. However, Katy seems to have inherited a lot of Jo’s characteristics so hopefully she will understand and if she doesn’t I think the Thirds will sit on her quite happily.”
“I still can’t quite get my head around it all.”
Nancy laughed. “No, neither can I.”
“Half term seems so far away though, this term seems to be going on forever.”
“It’s only two and a half weeks now Sharlie, really! Talking of ongoing terms, have you spoken to my goddaughter of late?”
Sharlie nodded. “Carlie’s rung a couple of times and seems to be having fun and settling in so far. If there’s been any tears she hasn’t said so. I can’t believe my little girl is so grown up. Oh she did say she was going to write to you.”
“I expect she’s too busy having fun to remember to do such things.”
“She’d better not be, she’s going to university to study,” replied Sharlie with a chuckle. “Have you seen Kathie today?”
Nancy shook her head. “I was going to pop in on her after Abendessen to see how she’s holding up. I hear she was in a rather foul mood on Monday.”
Sharlie nodded. “I think there are a few egos suffering still.”
“Oh she can be an absolute ass at times,” began Nancy forcefully before breaking off. “Oh…”
“What?”
“This was the week she found out she was pregnant.”
Sharlie’s hand flew to her mouth. “I’d completely forgotten.”
“So had I, it just came to me.”
“No wonder she was feeling so rotten, it never even crossed my mind but it certainly explains a few things.”

 


#498:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 11:42 am


Poor Kathie - She still shouldn't take it out on the other staff and the students though. Glad Shrlie and Nacy are there to help her.

Look forward to seeing how Megan settles in after half-term.

 


#499:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 2:18 pm


Yay for Sharlie and Nancy Very Happy

I hope Megan fits in ok Confused

Thanks Pim

 


#500:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 8:07 pm


Thanks Pim! Very Happy

 


#501:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu May 26, 2005 8:25 pm


Thanks Pim

Poor Kathie *hugs*

Liz

 


#502:  Author: Miss DiLocation: Newcastle, NSW PostPosted: Fri May 27, 2005 4:42 am


Sophoife wrote:
Go back to page 23 Di, Yeats' poem is quoted there - in the middle - post by Pim from May 15.


Embarassed And me an BA. Oh well, poetry was Not my specialty.

Hope Megan makes a successful transition to the Chalet School

 


#503:  Author: SusanLocation: Carlisle PostPosted: Sat May 28, 2005 12:38 am


Thanks Pim, glad Megan has made her decision. Feel sorry for Kathie but however bad she feels she shouldn't take it out on others.

 


#504:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 11:08 am


Charley has reliably informed me that as I now have nothing better to do I can drabble full time... *eyes the houswork* I fear he has a point Wink

Polly McCormack was bothered. She had had a non conclusive conversation with Creseldine about the incident on Monday morning and was somewhat concerned that the prefect seemed to want to sweep the whole affair under the carpet and it was now Wednesday and she still wasn’t any further on in deciding what she should do about the whole affair. Realising that she had been somewhat distracted since her talk with Raakel on Monday afternoon Polly decided to share her dilemma with her closest friends, Tacy, Caitlin and Elixabete that afternoon when school was finished. Elixabete and Caitlin had promptly gone off to rearrange their prep supervision duties and they, accompanied by Tacy, knocked on the door of Polly’s study and quarter past four.

“That was a bit below the belt,” remarked Elixabete as Polly wound up explaining the reason why she had involved them. “Even I wouldn’t have gone so far as to doing something like that in my wilder days!”
Tacy chuckled. “That’s as may be, but…” she broke off.
“What?” asked Polly.
Tacy thought long and hard for a moment. “When this whole mess broke out I was convinced it was the Thirds,” she said thoughtfully. “It seemed like the kind of silly pranks that lot would go in for, but this is nothing short of malicious and I really don’t want to have to believe that of them. To start out with I’d have put my own sister Livia and her partner in crime Katy down as the ringleaders but I’d like to think that they have more decency that going in for something like that.”
“But maybe,” put in Elixabete. “Whoever it was probably thought that sticking a cup full of water in Cres’s locker was simply a prank and only Cres would suffer and get wet. Whichever mindless ninny did this probably didn’t think through how it might have turned out and they probably didn’t reckon on it having the effect it did.” Elixabete paused and blushed furiously. “I know I didn’t when I put that glass of water on top of the door frame when we were in the Second and instead of it getting that sour-faced Mrs Haberdour who used to be our geog teacher it got Miss Ferrars who was covering the lesson.”
The other three chuckled at the memory. “Are you so sure it was the Thirds though Tacy?” asked Caitlin. “It could have been anyone, goodness knows Cres has rubbed enough people up the wrong way.”
Tacy shrugged. “It was just the way they seemed to be behaving when the whole thing first broke out. But you’re right that it could be anyone and without proof we’re stumped. I suppose one of us could always be with Cres but that wouldn’t prevent anything from happening without us stalking each of the forms in turn.”
“Not that stalking would be particularly effective,” grinned Elixabete. “Whoever was responsible would soon catch on and would put a stop to whatever monkey business they’d got planned. Besides, if it is the Thirds they seem to be somewhat more preoccupied by solving Third World debt at the moment – they probably needed an outlet to let off their useless energies.”
“I’m not so sure,” mused Polly. “I have a feeling this is just the tip of the iceberg but I really don’t know what to do, but I really don’t want to involve Miss Wilmot in this.”

The four of them sat in silence, not really sure how to deal with things.

 


#505:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 11:12 am


Difficult dilemma for them...

Thank you Pim (and Charley)!

 


#506:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 11:18 am


Yay more Abby Very Happy Its hard for them but i am glad they are supporting Cres.

Thanks Pimmy Very Happy

 


#507:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 1:07 pm


Thank you Pim

*agrees with Charley* Very Happy

Liz

 


#508:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 9:08 am


Life at the Chalet School was quiet for the next week or so and Creseldine had eventually learned to stop expecting disaster to befall her around every corner. The elapsed time had allowed a strong friendship to develop between Creseldine and Raakel, the shy art prefect having never had much to do with the other girl before. It seemed to be working out for the best and the emerging friendship was looked upon with support from all angles. It was Monday morning once more as the school eased itself into the final week before half term weekend and fraying tempers would soon be soothed by the prospect of four glorious long days of freedom and the chance to see friends and family. As the bell pealed out to signal the end of morning break Cresledine and the other six members of the upper sixth geography class made their way through the corridors to the geography room where they were soon joined by Miss Ferrars, now fully recovered from her cold and back to her usual self on the outside at least. The class had soon been set to work, Creseldine leant back in her chair and flicked through her book to find the right page as Miss Ferrars was distracted by a question from Moirrey Evans and went over to explain the answer she needed. Creseldine glanced around the class, a little distracted herself by Cassidy Hopwood scraping her chair in the seat beside her, as the piece of paper fluttered out from her text book. Cassidy leant over the side of her seat to pick it up and handed it back to Creseldine who took it cautiously from her as she couldn’t remember leaving any loose paper in the book at all; in fact it had been in her locker for the last few days since she’d finished her prep for this class. All the same she unfolded it with some curiosity; the words were written on it in block capitals and black biro but the uncrumpledness of the paper suggested it had only recently been written.

I know all about what you did this summer.

Creseldine stared at the words and gave a funny sort of cry, which she hastily attempted to stop.

“Is there something the matter, Creseldine?” asked Miss Ferrars from beside Moirrey’s desk.
“N… no, nothing, thank you Miss Ferrars,” stammered Creseldine in reply.

Cassidy threw a concerned look in her direction as Miss Ferrars returned her attentions to Moirrey but Creseldine only shook her head and returned to her work, pushing the piece of paper into the back of her text book as she did so.

 


#509:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 9:55 am


I'm now definately feeling sorry for Creseldine - anonymous notes are nasty.

Thank you Pim!

 


#510:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 11:25 am


Oh dear... Confused

 


#511:  Author: RobinLocation: London PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 11:59 am


did she run over and leave a guy for dead who is now going to turn up and start killing her and her friends with a large hook? Wink

seriously, anonymous notes are nasty and cowardly - poor her.

Thanks Charley (and Pim!)

 


#512:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 1:26 pm


I hope this is stopped pronto.

Thanks Pim - I'm glad Creseldine is making friends.

Liz

 


#513:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 8:02 pm


Poison pen letters - criminal acts when an adult - wonder if the writer is aware of that?

Thanks Pim - this has taken a somewhat nasty and sinister turn.

 


#514:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 10:02 pm


poor Creseldine - that's definitely NOT a joke the Thirds are playing.

 


#515:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 9:23 am


Robin wrote:
did she run over and leave a guy for dead who is now going to turn up and start killing her and her friends with a large hook? Wink


Tempting... it was oh so tempting...

“Who would have done something like this, though?” asked Raakel as Creseldine showed her the note later that day.
Creseldine shrugged. “No idea.”
“What do they mean anyway?”
“Long story and I’m not even sure if whoever wrote this knows; they might just have been trying to scare me.”
Raakel frowned. “Even so, it’s hardly fair…”
Creseldine shook her head. “Just forget about it Raakel.”

However, forget about it Raakel could not and she slipped from the sixth form common room later that evening seeing Creseldine engaged in a deep debate with Cassidy and having noted the absence of both Polly and Tacy from the room.

“Come in!” called the voice from the other side of Polly’s study door and Raakel slipped in. Polly and Tacy were both sat at the desk their heads bent over a timetable, Polly glanced up. “Oh hey Raakel, what’s up?”
“It’s about Cres,” said Raakel.
Polly raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s happened?”
“Someone slipped a note into her geog book this morning.”
“Who?”
Raakel shrugged. “No idea, it was anonymous. Just said I know what you did this summer or words to that effect.”
Tacy frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“No idea,” replied Raakel. “I asked Cres but she wouldn’t tell me anything.”
“How did you find out about it?” asked Polly. “You don’t do geog.”
“I know,” was the simple reply. “Cres showed it me earlier, after the end of school. She seems pretty shook up by it.”
“Who else is in geog?” asked Tacy. “They might know something about it.”
Polly thought for a moment. “Moirrey and Cassidy, Louise and Vicki, and… there’s two more, aren’t there?”
Raakel shrugged. “Jen is definitely in geog.”
“Isn’t it Pippa who makes up numbers?” asked Tacy.
“Probably,” muttered Polly. “It wouldn’t be any of them but I wonder…”
“Cres said it was already in her text book when she got into class this morning,” Raakel informed them. “Which means that somebody went into her locker to put it there.”
There was a silence eventually broken by Polly. “I don’t like this at all,” she said seriously. “Whatever was going on before seems like harmless fun in comparison; sending anonymous notes is just plain mean and spiteful.”
“Cres won’t talk about what happened over the summer,” put in Raakel.
Tacy looked up from where she had been thoughtfully staring at the floor. “Who is it that comes from near Cres?” she asked rhetorically as the others shrugged. “I’m sure it’s one of Livia’s young cronies.” She thought for a moment more. “Mai Keppel in 3B, that’s who.”
“Mai? She’s a quiet young thing though,” exclaimed Polly.
“She’s chummed up with Kistiñe though,” was Tacy’s response. “And we all know that Kistiñe can beat Elixabete into a cocked hat for naughtiness.”
“But not malicious,” mused Polly. “Malicious would be the last word I used for Kistiñe. All I know is I don’t like the turn this has taken; it should really be reported to the Head but I don’t want to do that by going behind Cres’s back, it wouldn’t be fair on her. It’s such a horrible situation.”

 


#516:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 9:35 am


A truely horrible situation.

I hope they do something before things get any worse...

Thank you Pim!

 


#517:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 9:36 am


Poor Cres, what a nasty thing to happen to her!!

I hope they quickly find out who it is.

Cheers Pimmy

 


#518:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 10:12 am


Thanks Pim

I hope they find the culprit(s) soon and sort them out good and proper!

Liz

 


#519:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 3:12 pm


They need to do something soon - the longer it's allowed to continue the worse it will become.

Thanks Pim.


(Wonder what Cres did last Summer?)

 


#520:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester England PostPosted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 8:40 pm


*echoes Lesley

thanks pim

 


#521:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 8:39 am


Wonder what Cres did last summer?

The poison pen letters - wasn't it June who wrote them in In the Fifth at Malory Towers? And she was someone they discounted because she was basically straight even though she was a pain? So couldn't it be someone they've already discounted? Hmmmmmmmmmm...

Oh yeah, thanks Pim!!

 


#522:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 10:30 am


This is *not* working out the way I planned... I have a horrible feeling it may be something to do with G, bloody twins.

By the time the Chalet School finished for half term at the end of lessons on Thursday, Creseldine had a further two notes to add to the one she had found in her geography book on Monday morning. The second one had read I still know what you did this summer, and the third had merely mentioned a name Jake Davies. Creseldine’s blood had run cold when the third one had fallen out of her music book and she’d read the name on it as she wondered how anyone knew about what had happened. She’d kept the new notes secret from the others, not even confiding in Raakel. She had withdrawn a little from the social scene in the Sixth Form common room to muse things over alone and at meal times she could have sworn that the Thirds were smirking at her but she couldn’t prove it.


It was now Thursday evening and half term had officially started. Livia Warrington was alone in the Third Form common room writing a letter to her elder sister Ruth and, although she would have hated to admit it, Livia was feeling uncomfortably jabbed by her conscience. ‘The Creseldine Affair’, as the Thirds had codenamed it, had just started out as a bit of harmless fun but Livia’s conscience was now telling her they had pushed it just a little bit too far. Most of the form had given up now having decided that they’d had enough and had thrown themselves into their half term project, which was where they all were now. Livia knew that she should be in the Hall with the rest of the Thirds helping to prepare the display boards that they were having to highlight the problems of poverty in the Third World.

“There you are.”
Livia looked up into the grinning face of Jinny MacDonald. “Yes, here I am.”
“We’ve been looking for you everywhere. What are you doing?”
Livia hastily shoved the letter inside her library book. “Writing to Ruth, I owe her a long overdue letter.”
“We’re all in the Hall finishing the display for tomorrow, are you going to come and help?”
“I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Jin! Jin!” Jinny spun round as her best friend Jilly Wheeler burst into the room. “You’d better come along to the Hall.”
“Why? What are you lot doing?”
“It’s not us, well it is. It’s Abby.”
“What about Abby?”
“She’s got the most awful posters that one of her friends sent her in the post and she’s having all sorts of mad ideas about what we can do at the weekend. It’s all about social injustice and things and…” Jilly broke off. “I know it’s awful and something has to be done about it but Miss Wilmot will kill us if we have a sit down protest in the middle of half term or something in front of all the parents.”
Jinny turned to Livia. “Are you coming?”
“I’ll be there in a minute, I just want to finish this letter to Ruth.”

 


#523:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 10:51 am


(not spreeing can't help being next to see things!)

Not looking good for Cres.

Abby - posters - social injustice - protests?? - at the Chalet School????

 


#524:  Author: CazxLocation: Swansea/Bristol PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 11:26 am


Why is Livia so anxious to hide the letter she's writing to Ruth?
Whose Jake Davies?

 


#525:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 11:47 am


Cannot see Miss Wilmot being impressed bt protests in front of the parents - maybe they can make thier mark some other way...

also wondering what is in Livia's letter to Ruth?

Thanks Pim!

 


#526:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 12:46 pm


Thanks Pim

Poor Cres

Glad Livia's conscience has finally started taking notice - I hope she puts a stop to things

Maybe something about the social injustice will give them all a good poke in the right direction?

Liz

 


#527:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 8:45 pm


Also glad Livia's conscience is starting to prick.

Thanks Pim,

 


#528:  Author: LianeLocation: Manchester England PostPosted: Fri Jun 10, 2005 9:07 am


It's probably just my suspicius(sp) mind but could the letter for Ruthbe a note for Cres?
Thanks for the update

 


#529:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 10:44 pm


Megan glanced over the room that over the past weeks she had come to call her own. It seemed so strange to see it so empty yet still hers. Her trunk was downstairs waiting to be loaded into the car the following morning when she, Jack and Jo would leave Plas Gwyn for the Chalet School. Megan checked through her drawers one final time to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything, heaving a small sigh as she did so. She missed Devon of course, but there was a funny sense of belonging that she felt at Plas Gwyn that she had never known before.

“Megan.” Jo’s voice drifted up the stairs.
Megan left the room. “Yes?” she called in reply, hanging over the banisters.
“Libby and Coco are here, you’d better come down.”
Megan gave a huge grin. “Coming!” she shouted, racing down the stairs with such speed and noise that Jo thought the house would come down around her ears. Impulsively she flung her arms around her grandmother, engulfing her in a bear hug.
“What was that for?”
“I just felt like it. I won’t be able to do it after the weekend.”
“True,” replied Jo. “But it’s not all that long until Christmas you know.”
“I know, but I’ll still miss you.”
Jo laughed and ruffled Megan’s hair. “I’ll miss you too. Now get in to your friends before they think you’ve abandoned them!”

 


#530:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 11:20 pm


Awwww! Thanks Pim. Laughing

 


#531:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 8:23 am


Thanks Pim

Glad to see Megan so comfortable at Plas Gwyn. Hope she soon settles at school.

Liz

 


#532:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 2:26 pm


Thanks Pimmy, Im glad to see Megan is already feeling comfortable in her new surroundings Very Happy

 


#533:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 10:02 am


Yay! Thank you Pimmy! Glad Mean is so comfortable at Plas Gwyn - hope she settles into School as well.

 


#534:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 10:16 am


Well the contingency plan is still working - this time this is Nell posting for Pim who is spurned and internetless..

Robert Fenchurch and Vi Warrington drove to the Chalet School on the Friday morning in an awkward silence as they each contemplated how they were going to break the news of their relationship to their respective daughters. Vi had already explained the situation to both Ruth and Alexis, the former had calmly accepted it saying she was pleased for her mother and left it there, the latter after a few awkward questions had accepted it with a shrug. Robert wasn’t overly concerned as to what Abby’s reaction would be, at that precise moment what he was more concerned about was the fact that he hadn’t had any communication from the school about her behaviour so far. It had generally taken a few weeks before the Head of Abby’s High School had been in touch to ask him to come in and explain Abby’s behaviour depending on what cause she had undertaken to crusade. He had never really minded the Head asking awkward questions as far as Abby’s principles were concerned; he was just glad that he had never been called in over more serious matters, unlike some other parents at the High.

Half term weekend for the Chalet School would follow the pattern it had always taken since the school had returned to England. Friday would be given over to parents giving them the chance to take their children out for the day and catch up on the news. Saturday would be what the school termed ‘exhibition day’ during which there would be matches and the big displays of work in the hall so that the parents could see what their daughters had been doing during the first half of the term. Sunday morning would be a special service and assembly for everyone to attend followed by a quiet afternoon during which parents could either stay in school or take their daughters out for the afternoon. Monday morning would see the final chance for the girls to see their parents and after lunch provided by the school half term would be over for another term. Vi was quite used to this after seven years of half term weekends but everything was new to Robert who, although he would never admit to it, was actually quite nervous about how things would go.

“What are you doing?” asked Robert suddenly as Vi anxiously drummed on the dash board with her fingertips.
“Hmm?”
“Stop doing that,” he said with a grin. “You’re putting me off my driving.”
Vi looked down and suddenly realised what she had been doing. “Sorry, nerves.”
“I know what you mean.”

Robert reached over and reassuringly patted her hand before returning his attentions to the road before them as they once more lost themselves in the thoughts as to what the rest of the weekend would bring.

 


#535:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 11:28 am


Thankies Pim, poor Vi and Robert!

Welcome to the minionhood Nizz Very Happy Wink

 


#536:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 11:48 am


Thank you Ally Wink

And thank you Pim. I do hope that the girls accept Vi and Robert's relationship well and the nerves are unfounded!

 


#537:  Author: GemLocation: Saltash/Aberystwyth PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 12:06 pm


Thank you Pim! Very Happy

Ally wrote:
Welcome to the minionhood Nizz Very Happy Wink


Ditto! Wink

ETA: YAY, 1000 posts!!! Finally!!! Someone's going to start archiving now aren't they?

 


#538:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 1:42 pm


Thanks Pim and Nizzleminion

Hope they all have a luffly shiny weekend

Liz

 


#539:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 5:44 pm


Thanks 'Nell the Igor' for posting.

Thanks Pim for writing.

 


#540:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 10:20 am


And some more...

“I hate you.”

And so Livia greeted Abby as she stormed into the Third Form common room on the Friday evening after her afternoon and dinner out with her mother. Abby, curled up in the corner of the sofa chatting to Rhianna and Jinny, looked up suddenly with a puzzled expression across her face.

“What?”
“I hate you and I hate your dad even more, thinking he can steal mum away like that.”
“Oh.” Abby stared at the floor. Robert had explained his relationship with Vi to her that afternoon, a fact which Abby had quietly accepted. “I don’t think he’s trying to steal her away.”
“Well what else is he doing?” fumed Livia. “Worming his way into our lives like that and then doing… well, you know with mum!”
Abby laughed in spite of herself. “Oh come on Livia, be fair on them both – don’t you want them to be happy?”
“Not… not with him!”
Abby jumped to her feet, her eyes blazing as she crossed her arms. “Just what is so wrong with my dad?”
“He’s trying to steal my mum, that’s what! She was perfectly happy until he came along.”
“How do you know?”
“Because she was. She never even thought about going out with anyone else. He’ll never replace my dad, never!”
“He wouldn’t try and do that, he’s not like that Livia.”
“Just because you’ve never had a mum…”
Crack! Abby’s hand crossed Livia’s face with a sharp slap before she was able to stop herself. “How dare you bring my mother into this? She’s not even part of the equation,” she shouted as Rhianna tried to pull her back down on to the sofa.
“Of course she is,” retorted Livia. “Just because she didn’t want your dad doesn’t mean he can go off trying to get my mum. And… and I’ll tell her tomorrow that you’ve just slapped me.”
“Fine,” snapped Abby. “I’ll tell her that you jolly well deserved it then. I think you’re being thoroughly unreasonable – just what is so wrong with them both being happy? You can’t expect her to pine after your dad for the rest of her days, that’s not fair.”
“This isn’t fair either.”
“Oh stop being such a child Livia. You know I used to think you were alright, how wrong I was.”
Livia stared at Abby. “Well the feeling’s mutual,” she replied sulkily. “Nobody understands how I feel about this.”

 


#541:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 11:21 am


Thanks Pim and Piminion.

Glad Abby has accepted Robert and Vi - wonder how long it will take Livia to come to terms with it.

Liz

 


#542:  Author: francesnLocation: away with the faeries PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 1:13 pm


*eeeeep*

poor Livia - it's sort of understandable that she's angry but does she have to take it out on Abby?[/list]

 


#543:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 6:20 pm


Silly Livia - she needs to grow up a bit - how selfish can you get?

Glad Abby can accept Vi and Robert's relationship.

 


#544:  Author: nikkieLocation: Cumbria PostPosted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 8:40 pm


Gem wrote:


ETA: YAY, 1000 posts!!! Finally!!! Someone's going to start archiving now aren't they?

I think someone has Laughing
I think Livia needs to grow up !
Thanks Pim

 


#545:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Mon Jun 20, 2005 2:26 pm


And another bit...sorry I (Nell) was away for the weekend...

And with that she stormed from the common room, slamming the door behind her. Abby simply stood staring for a few minutes.

“Abby?” asked Rhianna gently.
Abby spun round and sank back on to the sofa. “She is being so completely unreasonable about this.”
“So are your dad and her mum…” began Jinny.
Abby nodded. “I’m really pleased for them. It’s about time they both had some happiness and I know that Auntie Vi isn’t going to be just another one of dad’s girlfriends.”

Abby’s train of thought was broken by Katy as she danced into the common room followed by a somewhat shy looking Megan.

“Hi everybody,” she announced. “You’ll never guess what!”
Jinny raised an eyebrow from her corner of the sofa. “What?”
Katy waved an arm at Megan. “This is my cousin Megan who’s joining 3B. I didn’t even know she was my cousin ‘cause she’s my Uncle Charles’ daughter that nobody knew about until a few weeks ago. Anyway my Gran found her and she’s coming to school with us; Gran didn’t want her to come here until after half term but I managed to persuade her that she should. Anyway,” she turned to Megan. “On the sofa there’s Abby Fenchurch, Rhianna Sharples and Jinny MacDonald, they’re in 3A with me but Abby and Rhianna go down to 3B for German. Over in that corner is Anya Martin, Cari Parker, Lara Davis and Emilia Thackery who are in 3A as well. And there in the other corner is Lyra Meadows, Miranda Everett, Ava Hunter and Mai Keppel who are all in 3B with you.”
Jinny eased herself up from the sofa. “It’s nice to meet you Megan,” she said quietly. “I’m form pree for 3A and Lyra is pree for 3B so if you’ve got any questions we’ll do our best to help you out.”
“Where’s Livia?” asked Katy suddenly.
“She’s gone off in a mard,” mumbled Abby.
Katy raised an eyebrow. “Why so? I wanted to introduce Megan to her.”
“Because her mum’s started going out with my dad.”
Katy’s eyes grew round with surprise. “No way! That’s so cool, that makes you kind of like sisters then?”
Abby laughed bitterly. “Try telling that to Livia, she’s absolutely raging over it.”
Katy frowned. “I’ll go and try and find her then. Abby, do you mind keeping an eye on Megan for me whilst I do so?”
“Sure,” said Abby with a nod as Katy whirled out of the room.

 


#546:  Author: LyanneLocation: Ipswich, England PostPosted: Mon Jun 20, 2005 9:36 pm


I think Megan's head is spinning!

 


#547:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 12:08 am


Thanks Pim

Hope Megan isn't too confused as to who is who.

Liz

 


#548:  Author: Miss DiLocation: Newcastle, NSW PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 7:55 am


LizB wrote:


Hope Megan isn't too confused as to who is who.




Cause I sure am!!

 


#549:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 12:54 pm


Here's some more - it won't help the confusion though! Nell

Livia hadn’t been sure where she was going when she’d stormed out of the Third Form common room but nemesis had soon descended when she’d collided with her elder sister Tacy in the corridor.

“Where are you going Livia?”
“Dunno.”
“Shouldn’t you be in your common room?”
“Prob’ly.”
Tacy stared at her younger sister for a moment. “What’s with you?”
“It’s so unfair.”
“What is?”
“Mum and Abby’s dad.”
Tacy frowned. “Why do you say that?”
“It just is. Mum doesn’t need him, he’s just trying to steal her away from us.”
Tacy laughed. “Oh for goodness sake Livia, can’t you be happy for mum? She is allowed to be happy you know. It’s been five years since dad died and you can’t expect her to mope around for the rest of her life over him, can you? Be reasonable about this.”
Livia stamped her foot. “I don’t want to be reasonable about it. He’s worming his way into our lives and then he’ll try and replace dad and then one day mum will forget all about dad.”
“Don’t be so ridiculous.”
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“Everyone’s being so unfair about it.”
“They are not being unfair Livia. Do you want mum to be unhappy?”
“No, but…”
“No buts about it, she’s old enough to make her own decisions.”
“I hate it. I hate him. I hate Abby. I won’t like it.”
“Fine, you do that. But I’m afraid you’ll make yourself one very unhappy girl if you insist on hating everybody in that fashion. You’re the only one being unreasonable.”
“Cathlin doesn’t like it either,” retorted Livia with a pout.
“Rubbish. Cathlin’s quite alright with it now. She was just a little shocked to begin with.”
“Nobody’s on my side then.”
“It’s not about sides Liv.”
Livia stared. “He won’t be my dad, not ever ever. I don’t care, I hate you all.”

And with that Livia turned on her heel and ran down the corridor leaving Tacy standing open mouthed after her.

 


#550:  Author: AllyLocation: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!! PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 1:10 pm


*pokes Livia into behaving*

Thank you Pimmy Very Happy

 


#551:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 7:44 pm


Silly little girl.

Thanks Pimandnell.

 


#552:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 10:33 pm


Thanks Pim (and Nell)

Poor Livia - it's obviously a shock to her, I hope she is able to calm down and see that her mother has the right to do what she wants. Maybe somebody will point out she's lucky there's not been a string of boyfriends over the last few years.

Liz

 


#553:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:48 pm


A slight change of scene...

“Would you care to explain yourself Abigail?” Nancy Wilmot’s voice cracked like a whip.
Abby shuffled awkwardly from one foot to the other before her Headmistress’ desk. “I… um… I… err, that is to say Miss Wilmot, I…”
“Abigail,” came the icy reply. “Perhaps we should consider sending you for extra coaching in English as well as French and German.” Abigail flushed a fetching shade of scarlet. “Now could you please explain why you saw it fit to lead your form in sit down protest this afternoon and then to refer to Dr and Mrs Burton as…” Nancy broke off. “Colonialist capitalist fascists I do believe was your exact phrasing.”
“Miss Wilmot… I…”
“Abigail.” The tone was warning.
“But they are!” protested Abby, suddenly finding her voice. “They don’t believe in helping out the Third World. That Dr Burton said that it was their own fault that the people live in abject poverty, but it isn’t. It’s our fault, colonialism messed everything up and then we just kept on giving them more and more money that they’ll never be able to pay back in a squillion years and… and then there are pigs like them that say we shouldn’t help them get out of the mess we’ve put them in. It’s just not fair Miss Wilmot!”
Nancy Wilmot regarded the third former before her for a few moments and sighed. Abby was an unusual case. “I agree with you Abigail.”
“Well that’s alright then isn’t it Miss Wilmot?” Abby interrupted without thinking. “You see where I’m coming from…” she trailed off as she caught Miss Wilmot’s stern glare. “Sorry,” she mumbled. “But we can’t let the capitalists get away with it.”
“I think, Abigail,” said Miss Wilmot carefully. “That you should put the spade away now before you dig yourself any deeper into that hole.” Abby blushed and stared at the floor, not sure she could possibly go any redder than she already was. “Whatever the state of the world may be there is absolutely no excuse for your, to put it frankly, appalling behaviour in the Hall this afternoon. What sort of message do you think that gives out to not only the rest of the school but to the parents?”
“But Miss Wilmot if we ignore it then that means that the capitalists and the fascists keep getting away with it…”
Miss Wilmot held her hand up and Abby’s flow stopped. “I think you should be quiet Abigail and think very carefully about your choice of vocabulary. I don’t consider fascist a fit term for you to be employing here. There is a time and a place for behaviour like that and half term weekend is not it. I know that it’s something that you obviously care very passionately about but there are more useful ways for you to expunge your energies on the subject and flaming is not one of them.” Nancy paused. “What were your plans for tomorrow afternoon?”
Abby looked up shyly. “Dad and Auntie Vi were taking us all out…” she began.
Nancy thought for a moment, realising that she couldn’t exclude Abby from that arrangement, having heard Robert and Vi’s news. “I think Abigail that you have shown today that you are not a fit influence on your form. After half term I shall put you in isolation for three weeks, you will attend class with the rest of your form but you will sit apart from them and you are not to speak with them. A mistress will collect you and take you to class to ensure that there is no communication between you and your form mates. Outside of school hours, meals and free time, you can go to Matron and she will deal with you. I suggest you go to your dormitory now and gather your things together and take them along to Matron and you can start sleeping in the San as of tonight.”
“But Miss Wilmot…”
“No buts about it Abigail and don’t argue with me. I don’t doubt that your sentiments were entirely honourable but you most certainly went about expressing them in the wrong manner. Perhaps a period in isolation will provide you with the time to reflect on what you did and allow you to think up more… useful ways to express your sentiments. Oh and I expect you to make a full apology to Dr and Mrs Burton.”
“Oh but Miss Wilmot,” protested Abby.
“I said no buts Abigail.”
Abby stared at the floor. “You’re just as bad as the rest of them,” she said suddenly before turning on her heel and running from the room leaving Nancy feeling completely knocked off her feet.

 


#554:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 3:39 pm


Thank you Pim! Wink

So Abby did it...poor Nancy how embarrassing and in front of all the parents, even or possibly especially when you agree with some of the principles!

 


#555:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 4:59 pm


Oh dear - how to temper justice with mercy? Wink

Thanks, Pim, feeling for Nancy here.

 


#556:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 5:24 pm


And here is another piece as I didn't post yesterday and it means I finish what I've got in time for the weekend. Enjoy, Nell.

It soon spread around the school that Abigail Fenchurch had been put into isolation after the events of Saturday afternoon and opinion was divided between the girls. On the one hand there were those who privately agreed with Abby’s sentiments and supported the action she had taken, on the other there were those who thought she was just plain bonkers. Livia Warrington fell into neither category as she was still feeling sore over the revelations that half term had brought. Livia’s attitude had further complicated matters for the Third form who were finding themselves increasingly divided over whether they were on Livia’s side in the argument or Abby’s. Privately most of them thought Livia had overreacted to Robert and Vi’s revelation and there were those who were not so private in that particular feeling. Katy Johnson fell into the latter category and it was soon around school that Livia and Katy had had the most awful falling out. Katy seemed to be not particularly bothered by this and had thrown herself into looking after Megan and making sure that she settled into life at the Chalet School okay. Consequently over the first week after half term Livia found herself becoming increasingly isolated from the rest of the form who thought she was behaving like an idiot.

Megan had settled into life at the Chalet School much easer than she had expected to. It had felt strange for the first few days but she had soon put her worries behind her under the friendship offered by Katy who was thrilled at the discovery of her new cousin. Megan had found the work none too difficult and a chat with Miss Rawling, her form mistress, at the end of the week revealed that if she kept at it she could probably count on a promotion to 3A the following term at which Katy had positively rejoiced. In 3B Megan had found friends in Kistiñe Berriex and Miranda Everett and under the influence of the shyer girl Kistiñe had suddenly begun to settle down a little which did not go unnoticed by the staff. Out of 3B Megan had proved herself to be a valuable addition on the hockey field, much to the delight of games prefect Caitlin Willoughby. Lying in bed at the end of her first week waiting for sleep to come Megan reflected that she had made the right decision after all. Jo Maynard had mentioned her talking to Abby about her mother but as Abby was in isolation Megan hadn’t had the chance to do so. Privately she wasn’t too sure what to make of fiery and passionate Abby. When Katy had first left her with Abby they had awkwardly struck up a shy friendship, bound by the loss of their respective mothers but after Saturday’s events Megan wasn’t too sure that Abby would want to be friends with someone as quiet and shy as her.

Creseldine Price-Morris was privately relieved. Half term events had provided a new talking point within the upper sixth and outwardly it seemed that they had forgotten about the turn that events had taken in the first half of term. Little things had happened that first week after half term like her geography book turning up in Anaïs Jacobs’ locker and her knitting moving from her spot on the shelf in the common room to under one of the chairs. Creseldine had, however, put these down to carelessness on her part. She hadn’t received any more anonymous notes, which was the biggest relief to her, meaning that she could try and push the events out of the summer holidays from her head once more.

It was just a shame that someone else seemed so keen on Creseldine not being allowed to forget them.

 


#557:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 5:33 pm


Thanks Pim & Nell

I'm glad Megan is settling in and making friends. It's a shame she won't get to talk to Abby again for another 3 weeks.

But poor Creseldine! Surely whatever happened last summer can't be that bad? I hope those playing with her stuff (sorry I'm not charitable enough to put it down to carelessness) and sending her letters are soon discovered and dealt with.

Liz

 


#558:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:27 pm


Hope Abby uses her time suitably - can't see that Nancy could do anything else - regardless of her own opinion there is a time and a place - especially in a girls boarding school - and I definitely feel she should have been brought to order for her final comment.


Thanks Pim.

 


#559:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 8:52 am


Chapter 10 – Starting anew?

It was Monday evening of her second week in isolation and in the San Abby was struggling with her maths prep under the watchful eye of Matron. However, if Matron had been giving Abby her full attention she would have noticed that Abby’s full attentions were not on her algebra they were, however, in a couple of different places. A letter had arrived from an old friend at her High School telling her about a peace rally in Exeter at the weekend and Abby was mulling over in her brain whether she would be able to slip away unnoticed to go and attend. As she was feeling rather sore with the world around her it was beginning to seem like an attractive prospect to her thirteen year old sensibilities, which had been sorely wounded by Miss Wilmot’s sentence for her behaviour at half term. Her father had made no secret of his disappointment in the way she had acted when they had all gone out on the Sunday and Abby was still feeling a little sore over his attitude as well. Leaning back in her seat and sucking the end of her biro over a particularly evil equation she recalled the time she had once pushed her father too far and he had put her in the car and driven her around for two hours listening to Status Quo’s greatest hits or, as one of her friends had put it, ‘Status Quo and their two chords of doom’. Abby wasn’t even sure that Status Quo had that many hits and she was sure that in reality her father had just made her listen to the same song for two hours until his temper had cooled. Thinking it over Abby wasn’t sure whether three weeks in isolation was as bad as two hours of Status Quo. She shook her head to try and rid it of a combination of ‘Down Down’ and What you’re proposing’ which had suddenly begun playing in her head as she found herself lightly tapping the table in time to the beat.

***

Livia was also annoyed that she had been virtually ostracised by the rest of the Third Form. Like Abby, her thirteen year old sensibilities had been sorely wounded by her mother’s announcement over half term weekend and the ensuing acceptance of everybody around her. Even Cathlin had accepted it and was now refusing to listen to Livia’s protests and Tacy was firmly ignoring her. A letter had arrived from her eldest sister, Ruth, that morning telling her to stop being so selfish and try and be happy for their mother. Livia adored her eldest sister and consequently was feeling even worse than she had done before Ruth’s letter had arrived.

 


#560:  Author: LizBLocation: Oxon, England PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 8:56 am


*giggles at the Status Quo punishment*

*hugs Livia and hopes someone/something will get through and help her be happy for her mum soon*

Thanks Pim & Nell

Liz

 


#561:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 9:09 am


Thank you Pim! Love the Status Quo punishment. Hope Livia can come to accept things soon she's just making herself unhappy.

 


#562:  Author: RobinLocation: London PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 10:38 am


I quite like Status Quo!! Embarassed

but thanks Pim!

 


#563:  Author: pimLocation: the Derbyshire wilderness PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 11:17 am


Robin wrote:
I quite like Status Quo!! Embarassed


So do I! *g* But when I mentioned it to a friend once he condascendingly said 'oh Status Quo and their two chords of doom' and it kind of stuck with me...

 


#564:  Author: NellLocation: London, England PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 11:43 am


That was the real Pim... Shocked Ware an endangered creature lurks nearby...

 


#565:  Author: LesleyLocation: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 7:37 pm


Another who liked Status Quo! (Though two hours in a car might be a bit much!)

Thanks Pim.

 


#566:  Author: MaryRLocation: Sale Cheshire PostPosted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 8:08 pm


Thanks, Pim, for the latest updates.

I hope Abby can quell her ardour a little or more ructions in store! I also hope Livvy will see the light.

 


#567:  Author: SophoifeLocation: down under Down Under PostPosted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 11:55 pm


Thank you Pim (and Nell) - just read heaps and pages of this and it is going really well. Still wibbling slightly about the Campaign Contra Cres...

 




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