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| Author: | kimothy [ Wed Dec 20, 2006 5:48 pm ] |
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Not wanting to spoil the plot of the universtiy years for anyone who may be reading it, i have whited out the surname of the girls form mistress. If you want it spoilt for you, or havent read the other drabble then you can just highlight it and you will know... Don't worry you dont have to have read any of my other drabbles for this one to make sense. "Pippa!" Rita Henderson launched herself at her red-headed friend. "Rita, how are you? I can't believe you didn't come up this weekend? Especially after promising me" Pippa looked aggrievedly at her friend. "You dont understand, i have news for you" "What?" exclaimed Pippa Just then the bell rang in the corridor. "Rats! I haven't even got my stuff out of my locker yet" and with this Pippa sped away, leaving her more prepared friend to wander along to their classroom. Somehow Pippa managed to slide into her seat before Mrs Russell entered the room. Mrs Russell, better known as Ruey, sent Pippa a knowing look before settling down at the desk to take the register. Formerly, PT teachers would not have been form mistresses, but now that the school was so much smaller, this unwritten rule had been revoked. "Mrs Russell! What fun! do we get extra PT?" asked one of the girls. Rita turned around with a grin. Stevie Mackenzie, another of their set was irripresable, despite several people's best efforts she often came out with the most outrageous of statements. "Stevie. You are almost sixteen now, perhaps you should try and find some common sense?" was the mistress's dry reply. "Now girls we are the biggest form in the school this year, and i hope you will all try and do it some credit. Now, your form prefect is to be Marie courvoiseur." The girls all clapped loudly at this. Marie may not have been the natural leader that Pippa or Stevie were, but she had a fair share of common sense, and a good conscience. Marie blushed red, but a smile could be seen forming at the corners of her mouth. Rita smiled, she had not been expecting it, and though a secret part of her wanted to be a prefect she was well aware of her mousy tendencies. "Hush girls, dont you want to know who her second is?" The girls grinned there were only nine of them in the class. Rita calmly stood on Stevies toe to quench the comment she knew was likely to follow. "Girls, stop tittering please- you sound like so many birds... there may not be a lot of you, but it is hardly fair to ask Marie to take the burden alone, and she is hardly likely to be here all the time. Now your second prefect is Rita Henderson." Rita gawped. She was awoken from her shock by pippa pounding on her back. "Way to go Ritz" smiled Stevie. "You deserve it" whispered Pippa in her other ear. "Let her breathe please Pippa." Pippa moved away from her friend with a grin. since Ruey had moved out she had forgotten she possesed such a sarcastic tongue. This year ought to be fun. |
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| Author: | leahbelle [ Wed Dec 20, 2006 7:57 pm ] |
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Thanks, Brie. Look forward to seeing some more. |
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| Author: | Jennie [ Thu Dec 21, 2006 3:22 pm ] |
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Thanks, Brie. |
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| Author: | kimothy [ Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:21 pm ] |
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Another bit, hopefully it should get more interesting soon, just building up the background now It was break now. Their particular four were gathered in their usual corner. Pippa and Stevie were filling in Louise their fourth member. "She went beetroot louise i swear. and i dont think she heard a word Bill said for the rest of the period" Lousie who had arrived late last night, and had been stuck unpacking, grimaced at her friends. "To think i missed young ritz's moment of fame." "Shut up" said Rita, well aware that her face was currently starting to heat up again. "Pip, why do we call Mrs Russell Bill?" it was a poor attempt to change the subject, but the other two turned to Pippa interestedly and for the moment Ritas new position was forgotten. "Well it was Flixy that started it, when we first came out here. I dont think she ever meant it to go further than the prees, but she let slip to me and marie-claaire one day and then it got out. You see, we had a teacher- when the school was still in Switzerland- who was absolutely famed for her sarcastic tongue. Even after she retired, if any of the mistresses were particuliarly cutting people would always retort ' thats nothing to when miss wilson got started.' " "yes but whats that got to do with bill?" asked Louise her pretty face clearly confused, as she wrinkled up her little nose. "Don't you see?" said Stevie impatiently, for however little she worked in school, she was always full of mischief, and the first to catch onto a joke. "That miss wilson, was called bill too?" pippa nodded, "got it in one" "Ritz" said Pippa suddenly, "did you hear anything i was saying?" Ritz dragged herself back to the present, with a smile that did not quite reach her eyes. Luckily fate was on her side today, and the bell rang for the end of break before any of her friends could quiz her furhter. They parted company, for pippa had music now, and Stevie extra german coaching, whilst louise and ritz were destined for science. Miss McCabe was new this term, and if the girls thought that this first period with a new teacher was not going to involve work they were far wrong. She was tall and thin,and her voice held a strange mix of scottish, irish and austrian. Her hair was neatly scraped back from her face, and she looked as though she was roughly thirty. "Girls, can you tell me what you were doing last term?" Blank faces greeted her, summer was a long time, and before the summer seemed like aeons ago. Marie and Rita exchanged glances and hesitantly Rita put her hand up. "Name please?" queried miss Mccabe. "R..rita henderson miss" The new mistress smiled at her kindly "and where are we?" "We were studying Speciation, miss" She looked at the them keenly, and she seemed slightly surprised. "Can anyone tell me anything about speciation then?" she asked. her eyes alighted on Jose, one of the local girls. "Its when a new species is forme efrom an old one." Louise enlightened her furhter "There is often isolation barriers, stopping the gene flow, and causing two seperate gene pools." "Have you done natural selection yet, girls?" she asked "Just a little bit, not much" was Maries reply to this question. "Well then girls, how many of you have heard of a man called charles darwin?" None of the girls, had been told about the man, and his theory of evolution and survival of the fittest. Towards the end of the lesson, Marie once again raised her hand. "But doesn't that rather go against ... God?" this last word was more of a whisper than anything else. The girls looked up interested, several of them had been wondering the same thing. Miss McCabe seemed to consider this for a while. "It is up to you what you believe" she said eventually, "But just because i have told you this does not mean that there is no God, it does not mean you should not believe in the stories you have heard since your birth." Here she paused, "But it does not mean, either, that you should not listen to science, and what it has to say. Science is often seen as being against religion, but it is really nothing of that kind, and it is perfectly reasonable to believe in God and read your bible, and also be a scientist." Her class were momentarily silenced, as they thought over what she was saying. Many of them had been brought up in very religious families. But Rita, less religious in some ways than the others felt she understood what the new mistress was getting at. She believed in God of course, but she had often wondered if the stories in the bible were just that, stories. The principles were good of course, and she believed in the spirit of god and christianity, but she felt that people should have science present in their lives too. "Well" said Louise as they waited for their headmistress to come and take them for their next lesson, "What did you think of all that?" But just then Pippa came in, and Louise hurried to tell her all about evolution. Pippa did not seem all that shocked, "well surely you have heard that before?" she asked. When Stevie arrived she was of much the same opinion. evolution was no new news to her. Madge Russell came in just then. "Well girls, Did you have a nice holiday?" The girls chorused that they had. "I think that now you are in the fifth form, you are ready to study Shakespeare in more detail, than perhaps in earlier years. This term we are going to study Macbeth. Has anyone read it before?" Needless to say, though one or two of them had seen it in the theatre, none of them had actually read the play. "Good. It will be new to you all then. We shall just hand out the plays- perhaps you would do that Jose?- and then we can begin on the first act. I expect you will enjoy it. The play is a tragedy, and is full of superstitious characters." Lunch followed presently, and the girls were all full of gossip as they caught up on each others summers. For though both Pippa and Rita lived on the lake, and had seen each other over the summer, louise had gone back home to england, and stevie back to America. After lunch was games, and Mrs Russell had decided on Tennis for today. All four friends liked the game, though rita was only average, and Stevie a complete chance. For on some days she was unbeatable, but these days were few and far between and in between she tended to hover between average and atrocious. After games Rita went home, for though it was summer and light enough for her to stay for prep, she preferred the quiet and solitude of her own room for that. It was only after Rita had been gone half an hour that Pippa suddeny remembered that Ritz had wanted to tell her something that morning. |
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| Author: | leahbelle [ Thu Dec 21, 2006 8:18 pm ] |
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Thanks, brie. *admits to not knowing what "speciation" is - until today!* |
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| Author: | kimothy [ Sun Dec 24, 2006 11:40 pm ] |
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Meanwhile,Ritz walked home, she lived in a chalet about twenty minutes walk from the school. She had come out to Austria with her mother and brother at the start of last year. Her mother made a living as a matron. This did not usually pay much so when the post in st johns school had appeared, offering free tuition to any children she might have she had leapt at the offer. Without James' school fares to pay at all Mrs Henderson had been able to afford to send Rita to the Chalet School which was conveniently on the other side of the lake from St Johns. The one downside was that Mrs henderson had to remain in the school three nights a week. However rita was fifteen and james sixteen, and their chalet was near the school so Mrs Henderson felt she could trust them. Though she couldn't help but worry about them sometimes. Money was still tight in their home, however, for though james fees were free, there were extras and uniforms to be payed for, not to mention Ritas own fees. Rita, thought of the beautiful jade ribbons she had seen in that shop in innsbruck, and of the two new books she wanted. Not to mention the more pressing matter of Louises birhtday next month. Perhaps, she thought, her mother was right. She wandered what the others would think of it all. None of them had money problems. Pippa was hardly rich, but her guardian was the headmistress of their school so there was money. Neither Louise nor Stevie had ever wanted for anything. No, she decided, she wouldn't tell them. She walked in the door, set her bag down carefully and ran to get changed. She would go ask Aunt Gertrude tonight. she stood in front of her mirror, the reflection stared back at her. She was plain, with brown hair and brown eyes. her hair straggled past her shoulders, and was wavy. Her eyebrows were slightly bushy. She had recently started to pluck them but the pain had stopped her from making more than a tentative stab at it. she was pretty skinny, too thin, her mum said. she eventually pulled her hair back from her face, just leaving her fringe free. She itched for some make-up to paint her face with in an effort to give herself some cheekbones. But she didn't dare. She wore a gaily checked frock, with a pale blue cardigan, gave herself one last glance in the mirror, and went downstairs. She scribbled a quick note to her mother and left the house. |
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| Author: | leahbelle [ Wed Dec 27, 2006 7:57 pm ] |
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Thanks, brie. |
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