Prompt 048: Comedy
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still_grrrTitle The New Girl
Author Wereleopard58
Rating PG
Prompt 048: Comedy
Word Count:1913
Characters: Faith
Pairing (if any) Buffy/St Trinian’s
Faith stared out of the window, watching the world go past. The council had decided to bring her to England, to learn to be a little more of a ‘lady’. That wasn’t working out so well, she had already been expelled from one snobby school and now on her way to
another. This place was called St Trinian’s and if they were
anything-alike Faith new that she wouldn’t last there long. It wasn’t her fault she had hit them and she didn’t use all her strength, there was some self-control there.
The slayer grinned slightly as she saw the shrunken heads on the sign to the school, there was a scream from somewhere outside Faith turned her head and laughed. There were two schoolgirls, one was driving a tractor, the other had rope around her ankles that was attached to the machine and was being pulled alone.
“Maybe this will be my kind of school.” Faith laughed at the stony-faced Englishman next to her.
It wasn’t long before they pulled up outside a huge old-fashioned building that would look right at home in a film that concerned ghosts.
The watcher climbed out and waited for Faith to join him.
“Let’s go.”
Faith nodded and followed, at the reception desk there was a young woman who was filing her nails, listening to her MP3 player and eating chewing gum. She wasn’t even aware that anyone was there.
The watcher banged on the table to get her attention, the receptionist jumped and pulled out the earphones.
“You’re not here from the inland revenue are you?”
“No why would I be?”
“So you’re the newbie then.” The blonde grinned and pressed the button on the intercom. “Miss Fritton, the new girl is here.”
“Thank you Beverly.” A voice replied. “I will be right down.”
“She’ll be right down.”
“Faith I think maybe we should find you another school?” The
watcher looked around warily.
“I think we ought to give this one ago.” Faith grinned at him.
“My thoughts exactly my dear.” A well round woman, Faith thought it was one but it could have been a man in drag walked down the stairs smiling. “Faith isn’t it, what a lovely name why don’t you have a look around why I talk to your father.”
“I’m not her father.” He replied stiffly.
Faith smirked and headed off towards the large hall with the grand staircase, she felt a tingle down her spine that she was being watched looking up the banisters were covered in school girls staring down at her. If she wasn’t a slayer and who she was then Faith felt she would have been scared, they watched her as if she were prey. If they did, they would soon find out who the real predator was and it wasn’t them.
Hearing raised voices Faith turned away; as soon as she looked back, they were all gone.
A small rumbling sound echoed around her, getting louder and louder starting to sound like a stampede. Staring at the stairs waiting and watching to see what was going to come. It was…..
One small young girl skipping down the stairs, the brunette laughed but before she could blink the real stampede arrived it seemed like thousands of schoolgirls running from behind her and up the stairs.
Faith managed to keep her balance, barely and then they were gone and standing just of to the side was a young lady.
“I’m Kelly the head girl, you must be Faith. I will send someone to get your bag.” Kelly said politely but a little standoffish.
“Thanks.” Faith looked the other one up and down from the black hair cut into a bob, the red lipstick, a choker with small padlock, white top, large tight black belt, long black figure hugging skirt and high stiletto shoes.
“So you’re an American, why are you in England?” Kelly asked eyeing her.
“My guardians decided that I need to learn to be more of a ‘lady’. It’s not exactly working the last place they sent me to kicked me out.”
“Where did you go and why were you expelled.”
“Cheltenham Ladies College, there was a bitch of a girl there.
Versity or something?”
“You mean Verity.” Kelly saw Faith nod. “She has a little bit of an attitude.”
“A little? Well she pushed me a little too far and I hit her.”
Kelly grinned and grabbed hold of a girl that just ran past her.
“Celia, go and tell them it’s off. We have someone else coming, it will happen then.” Celia nodded and ran off.
“What was that about?”
“You’ll see later, I having a feeling that you are going to fit in here.”
They headed up the stairs and through corridors of the school.
“Welcome to the dorms and don’t worry you will find your way around, those are the chavs.” This part of the dorm was pink and there was a girl lying on the bed.
“What you looking at? Got a problem.” The girl glared at Faith.
The slayer made a movement forward but Kelly grabbed hold of her arm.
“Don’t worry the chavs are a little edgy today.”
“What you saying about me?”
“Ignore them, that is the posh totty.” Kelly pointed to three girls very elegant looking. “To become one of them you need to have slept with a member of the royal family. Next we have the EMO’s.” The head girl leaned forward and whispered into Faith’s ear. “They don’t like to be called Goth’s. If you have money troubles, the geeks are the ones you need to talk to.” There were many girls standing around high tech computer systems talking about the stock market. “Last of all we have the first years.” At the back of the dorm where screaming young girls, a large seat that was attached to the ceiling spun around and sitting inside were two blonde girls, with innocent faces. “They are the Soprano’s of the first years.
“The other new girl has arrived Annabelle, places.”
“I’ll be right back and you can watch the show.” Kelly grinned and sauntered off.
It wasn’t long before Kelly arrived back with a very posh looking girl, Faith recognised her from the Ladies College. Annabelle was showing her around, when a noise in the background made Faith turn around. The first years were writing numbers on a board.
“What are they doing?” Annabelle asked as she sat on her bed.
“Betting on how long you will last.” Kelly laughed as grungy liquid fell from the ceiling covering the new girl, a pillow attached to rope swung from the other side of the room hitting her, covering her in feathers.
Annabelle stood up opening her suitcase she took a change of clothes, shower items and a towel and headed off.
“Over here.” Kelly called to Faith.
Faith moved to join the group that were huddled around a monitor; it wasn’t long before a picture appeared. It was Annabelle in the shower. One of the geeks clicked a button.
“Ok we are streaming live on the net.”
Faith looked on with amazement; two first years grabbed the clothes and towels, while a third turned of the hot water. Annabelle’s screamed echoed through the school.
“Let’s see what she is made of shall we?” Kelly muttered watching as a young naked girl ran through the halls of the school. A door opened suddenly, hitting her hard and Annabelle collapsed on the floor. Two teachers walked out, martinis in hand.
“New girl.” Matron said looking down and then carefully not to spill her drink stepped over her.
XXXXX
The rest of the night had passed with incident; Annabelle sulked under the covers of her bed.
“Come on Faith, there is work to do.”
Faith frowned but followed having no idea what the work could be. They headed off to the other side of the school, a black 4 X 4 drove in, a slender man climbed out, shoulder length hair, beard, wearing a suit and hat.
“Hey Flash.” One of the first years called out.
“That’s Flash Harry, all the stuff we make here he sells for us.”
Flash looked up and saw Kelly, smiling at her. Faith couldn’t help but laugh it was obvious that he had a thing for the head girl.
“So what have you got girls?”
The ‘First Girls’ nodded and handed him a bottle. “Here you go.”
“Like the new design girls but not sure about selling this with the problems we had with the last batch.”
“What problems Flash?” The girls looked up at him.
“Oh you know where one guy went blind after one mouthful and what about the woman that died.” Flash shook his hand in the air.
“She was old, she could have gone anytime.”
“She was 34.”
“Anoushka, get over here.” One of the sisters yelled.
A tall blonde Russian wearing a very short skirt walked over to them and took the glass that was held out. She downed it in one and promptly started to choke.
“You ok?” Flash asked eyeing her warily.
“Yes.”
Flash and the two girls banged their knuckles together.
“We have deal then.” Flash grinned, the smile faded as Anoushka fell to the ground unconscious.
“You’re making alcohol here?” Faith turned to Kelly.
“Well I wouldn’t exactly call it that maybe paint stripper but it seems to sell well on the outside.”
The two girls turned away and headed back out of the room.
“Kelly can I talk to you for a moment?” Flash asked.
Kelly rolled her eyes. “Wait here I’ll be back in a minute.”
She turned round slowly walking forwards.
“I uhh was wondering if you wanted to go out or something.” Flash fidgeted nervous.
“Flash I don’t mix business and pleasure.”
“Yeah right, I’m busy anyway.”
The outside doors opened up and out drove a white 4 X 4.
Flash leant out of the window, “thanks for the paint job girls.”
XXXXX
There was a male scream followed by a loud explosion, Faith turned to look at Kelly, and they both rushed to where all the commotion was.
Sitting outside in hard hats where the two ‘First Sisters’, glaring at each other.
“I told you to only blow the bloody doors off.”
“What was that scream?” Kelly asked.
“That wasn’t us Kel.”
Chelsea stormed out of the building followed by Miss Fritton.
“He’s a peeping tom.”
“Who is Chelsea dear?”
“Him.” Chelsea pointed to a man heading towards them.
“Geoffrey.” Miss Fritton sighed.
Geoffrey’s hair was wet, his shirt was now see-through, it clung to the muscles on his chest temptingly, and a suit jacket was held in one hand, dripping water as he strided towards them.
“His trousers were down around his ankles.” Chelsea glared at him.
“I uhhh can explain.” Geoffrey stuttered.
Just then, a coach turned up with Cheltenham Ladies College written across the side and it was covered in pain.
“First years?” Faith asked.
Kelly nodded, the door opened and a screeching Verity stomped out.
“They’re bloody animals. Daddy why are you all wet?” She suddenly asked the man standing dripping on the driveway. Verity paled at the site of Faith smirking at her.
“I think I’m going to like this school.” The slayer laughed.
“You’re definitely one of us.” Kelly smiled back.
Faith grinned, she could be one of them, but there was much more to her.
The End
Author Wereleopard58
Rating PG
Prompt 048: Comedy
Word Count:1913
Characters: Faith
Pairing (if any) Buffy/St Trinian’s
Faith stared out of the window, watching the world go past. The council had decided to bring her to England, to learn to be a little more of a ‘lady’. That wasn’t working out so well, she had already been expelled from one snobby school and now on her way to
another. This place was called St Trinian’s and if they were
anything-alike Faith new that she wouldn’t last there long. It wasn’t her fault she had hit them and she didn’t use all her strength, there was some self-control there.
The slayer grinned slightly as she saw the shrunken heads on the sign to the school, there was a scream from somewhere outside Faith turned her head and laughed. There were two schoolgirls, one was driving a tractor, the other had rope around her ankles that was attached to the machine and was being pulled alone.
“Maybe this will be my kind of school.” Faith laughed at the stony-faced Englishman next to her.
It wasn’t long before they pulled up outside a huge old-fashioned building that would look right at home in a film that concerned ghosts.
The watcher climbed out and waited for Faith to join him.
“Let’s go.”
Faith nodded and followed, at the reception desk there was a young woman who was filing her nails, listening to her MP3 player and eating chewing gum. She wasn’t even aware that anyone was there.
The watcher banged on the table to get her attention, the receptionist jumped and pulled out the earphones.
“You’re not here from the inland revenue are you?”
“No why would I be?”
“So you’re the newbie then.” The blonde grinned and pressed the button on the intercom. “Miss Fritton, the new girl is here.”
“Thank you Beverly.” A voice replied. “I will be right down.”
“She’ll be right down.”
“Faith I think maybe we should find you another school?” The
watcher looked around warily.
“I think we ought to give this one ago.” Faith grinned at him.
“My thoughts exactly my dear.” A well round woman, Faith thought it was one but it could have been a man in drag walked down the stairs smiling. “Faith isn’t it, what a lovely name why don’t you have a look around why I talk to your father.”
“I’m not her father.” He replied stiffly.
Faith smirked and headed off towards the large hall with the grand staircase, she felt a tingle down her spine that she was being watched looking up the banisters were covered in school girls staring down at her. If she wasn’t a slayer and who she was then Faith felt she would have been scared, they watched her as if she were prey. If they did, they would soon find out who the real predator was and it wasn’t them.
Hearing raised voices Faith turned away; as soon as she looked back, they were all gone.
A small rumbling sound echoed around her, getting louder and louder starting to sound like a stampede. Staring at the stairs waiting and watching to see what was going to come. It was…..
One small young girl skipping down the stairs, the brunette laughed but before she could blink the real stampede arrived it seemed like thousands of schoolgirls running from behind her and up the stairs.
Faith managed to keep her balance, barely and then they were gone and standing just of to the side was a young lady.
“I’m Kelly the head girl, you must be Faith. I will send someone to get your bag.” Kelly said politely but a little standoffish.
“Thanks.” Faith looked the other one up and down from the black hair cut into a bob, the red lipstick, a choker with small padlock, white top, large tight black belt, long black figure hugging skirt and high stiletto shoes.
“So you’re an American, why are you in England?” Kelly asked eyeing her.
“My guardians decided that I need to learn to be more of a ‘lady’. It’s not exactly working the last place they sent me to kicked me out.”
“Where did you go and why were you expelled.”
“Cheltenham Ladies College, there was a bitch of a girl there.
Versity or something?”
“You mean Verity.” Kelly saw Faith nod. “She has a little bit of an attitude.”
“A little? Well she pushed me a little too far and I hit her.”
Kelly grinned and grabbed hold of a girl that just ran past her.
“Celia, go and tell them it’s off. We have someone else coming, it will happen then.” Celia nodded and ran off.
“What was that about?”
“You’ll see later, I having a feeling that you are going to fit in here.”
They headed up the stairs and through corridors of the school.
“Welcome to the dorms and don’t worry you will find your way around, those are the chavs.” This part of the dorm was pink and there was a girl lying on the bed.
“What you looking at? Got a problem.” The girl glared at Faith.
The slayer made a movement forward but Kelly grabbed hold of her arm.
“Don’t worry the chavs are a little edgy today.”
“What you saying about me?”
“Ignore them, that is the posh totty.” Kelly pointed to three girls very elegant looking. “To become one of them you need to have slept with a member of the royal family. Next we have the EMO’s.” The head girl leaned forward and whispered into Faith’s ear. “They don’t like to be called Goth’s. If you have money troubles, the geeks are the ones you need to talk to.” There were many girls standing around high tech computer systems talking about the stock market. “Last of all we have the first years.” At the back of the dorm where screaming young girls, a large seat that was attached to the ceiling spun around and sitting inside were two blonde girls, with innocent faces. “They are the Soprano’s of the first years.
“The other new girl has arrived Annabelle, places.”
“I’ll be right back and you can watch the show.” Kelly grinned and sauntered off.
It wasn’t long before Kelly arrived back with a very posh looking girl, Faith recognised her from the Ladies College. Annabelle was showing her around, when a noise in the background made Faith turn around. The first years were writing numbers on a board.
“What are they doing?” Annabelle asked as she sat on her bed.
“Betting on how long you will last.” Kelly laughed as grungy liquid fell from the ceiling covering the new girl, a pillow attached to rope swung from the other side of the room hitting her, covering her in feathers.
Annabelle stood up opening her suitcase she took a change of clothes, shower items and a towel and headed off.
“Over here.” Kelly called to Faith.
Faith moved to join the group that were huddled around a monitor; it wasn’t long before a picture appeared. It was Annabelle in the shower. One of the geeks clicked a button.
“Ok we are streaming live on the net.”
Faith looked on with amazement; two first years grabbed the clothes and towels, while a third turned of the hot water. Annabelle’s screamed echoed through the school.
“Let’s see what she is made of shall we?” Kelly muttered watching as a young naked girl ran through the halls of the school. A door opened suddenly, hitting her hard and Annabelle collapsed on the floor. Two teachers walked out, martinis in hand.
“New girl.” Matron said looking down and then carefully not to spill her drink stepped over her.
XXXXX
The rest of the night had passed with incident; Annabelle sulked under the covers of her bed.
“Come on Faith, there is work to do.”
Faith frowned but followed having no idea what the work could be. They headed off to the other side of the school, a black 4 X 4 drove in, a slender man climbed out, shoulder length hair, beard, wearing a suit and hat.
“Hey Flash.” One of the first years called out.
“That’s Flash Harry, all the stuff we make here he sells for us.”
Flash looked up and saw Kelly, smiling at her. Faith couldn’t help but laugh it was obvious that he had a thing for the head girl.
“So what have you got girls?”
The ‘First Girls’ nodded and handed him a bottle. “Here you go.”
“Like the new design girls but not sure about selling this with the problems we had with the last batch.”
“What problems Flash?” The girls looked up at him.
“Oh you know where one guy went blind after one mouthful and what about the woman that died.” Flash shook his hand in the air.
“She was old, she could have gone anytime.”
“She was 34.”
“Anoushka, get over here.” One of the sisters yelled.
A tall blonde Russian wearing a very short skirt walked over to them and took the glass that was held out. She downed it in one and promptly started to choke.
“You ok?” Flash asked eyeing her warily.
“Yes.”
Flash and the two girls banged their knuckles together.
“We have deal then.” Flash grinned, the smile faded as Anoushka fell to the ground unconscious.
“You’re making alcohol here?” Faith turned to Kelly.
“Well I wouldn’t exactly call it that maybe paint stripper but it seems to sell well on the outside.”
The two girls turned away and headed back out of the room.
“Kelly can I talk to you for a moment?” Flash asked.
Kelly rolled her eyes. “Wait here I’ll be back in a minute.”
She turned round slowly walking forwards.
“I uhh was wondering if you wanted to go out or something.” Flash fidgeted nervous.
“Flash I don’t mix business and pleasure.”
“Yeah right, I’m busy anyway.”
The outside doors opened up and out drove a white 4 X 4.
Flash leant out of the window, “thanks for the paint job girls.”
XXXXX
There was a male scream followed by a loud explosion, Faith turned to look at Kelly, and they both rushed to where all the commotion was.
Sitting outside in hard hats where the two ‘First Sisters’, glaring at each other.
“I told you to only blow the bloody doors off.”
“What was that scream?” Kelly asked.
“That wasn’t us Kel.”
Chelsea stormed out of the building followed by Miss Fritton.
“He’s a peeping tom.”
“Who is Chelsea dear?”
“Him.” Chelsea pointed to a man heading towards them.
“Geoffrey.” Miss Fritton sighed.
Geoffrey’s hair was wet, his shirt was now see-through, it clung to the muscles on his chest temptingly, and a suit jacket was held in one hand, dripping water as he strided towards them.
“His trousers were down around his ankles.” Chelsea glared at him.
“I uhhh can explain.” Geoffrey stuttered.
Just then, a coach turned up with Cheltenham Ladies College written across the side and it was covered in pain.
“First years?” Faith asked.
Kelly nodded, the door opened and a screeching Verity stomped out.
“They’re bloody animals. Daddy why are you all wet?” She suddenly asked the man standing dripping on the driveway. Verity paled at the site of Faith smirking at her.
“I think I’m going to like this school.” The slayer laughed.
“You’re definitely one of us.” Kelly smiled back.
Faith grinned, she could be one of them, but there was much more to her.
The End
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