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Helena Peabody was a spoilt, rich brat of the British kind. At least, she used to be. Helena’s personality made a vast change for the better after her mother seriously cu her allowance. She suddenly found herself working nights at the mall with Alice and Shane and since her crash-landing into the real world, she spent more and more time with what was popularly known as “Porter’s crowd” She got on well with them all and they helped cut her down to size if she ever momentarily reverted back to her old self.

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First thing on a Monday, Bette and Alice had English Literature together while the others were in separate classes. Bette was, naturally, always the star student in both her English classes. It was one of the subjects she prided herself and being best at and so she constantly strove for perfect grades within that class. Alice was close behind, nurturing her desire to enter journalism at a later date. It was, by all standards, a decent group to work in, and the lessons were free of much hooliganism.

Settling down to the morning’s learnings, Bette felt a sharp nudge from Alice on her right as she reached for her bag.

“What?” She enquired, nursing her smarting shoulder.

Alice jerked her head in the direction of the, now, open door. Bette intended to glance only briefly at Alice’s target but felt her entire body stiffen. A gasp caught in her throat and she didn’t hear her books fall from her grasp.

Alice nodded, apparently pleased with the reaction she had evoked in Bette

“Hot, right?” She asked although she knew Bette wasn’t listening.

At the door, a nervous blonde slowly approached the teacher’s desk before handing over a small slip of paper and heading to a seat near the back of the room.

Tina took her seat in silence. She caught sight of a few heads turned in her direction and she shrank a little at the unwanted attention. She smiled sheepishly at her audience before her eyes landed on a certain brunette with perfect, large eyes and a mouth of plump lips and startling white teeth. Abrupt, but extremely forceful, volcanoes were inexplicably erupting within herself. Eyes and teeth were all she managed to take in of the girl, however, because as soon as she’d noticed the beauty, the tutor had called for attention. After she’d temporarily glanced towards the front, the brunette had turned away and was now seemingly immersed in whatever the teacher was discussing.

TBC?