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Avalisa carried on reading her book when Kelly approached her, with caution now knowing how
Avalisa could be. “Oi Avalisa, here’s your timetable this is week two and it’s, um period four. You came in a bit late”
“Thanks Kelly, see ya later maybe, I’m gonna check out the English lesson you never know may be a laugh,” Avalisa made her way to the English room, Rucksack in hand, her rucksack was a black fluffy teddy head with cross stitches for eyes. Because like any normal school the time table which was covered in a strange purple jellyish thing, had a map. She exited the dorm and went through the hall which had shrunken heads hung on the walls and pictures of war and death. Lining the hall’s ceiling was a never ending cob web, it must have taken decades to weave, she turned sharp right straight into some hair razors they were on. She then noticed a camera in the corner. “Typical new girl prank, oh well. Bye bye hair.” Avalisa thought

Camilla was on the computer looking up schools for delinquent boys. She wasn’t having much luck, seeing as St. Trinian’s is such a unique school. “Matron.....MATRON!” Camilla called, the matron came running over “Yes milly?”
“Have you heard of any schools for delinquent boys? Because as you know we need to become unisex from next week because of the lagging funds” Camilla said this with a sad tone in her voice. Females are a strong breed and we bring them up in a strong way. If we have boys join us that may ruin our chances, well our funds our lagging. Ok lets reintroduce my girls to boys.
“Milly have you heard of st. Paul’s?” Camilla shook her head. She searched it into google and saw a ton of pages saying, Hell, Havoc, Murder, Satanic worship. She clicked on a few links. Hmm this is the male equivalent of St. Trinian’s.”Thank you matron that will be all.” The matron tottered out of the room picking up her Gerald (one of her own cocktails, named after he ex-husband. Cheap bitter and completely alcoholic.) Camilla picked up the phone and typed in the phone number that was on the screen. “Hello, St. Pauls, yes, this is Camilla Fritton, of St. Trinian’s. Yes, Yes, mm, Well our funds are lacking and we need to join a school. Oh, You need to.. Yes ok, um I’m available tomorrow. Yes ok, ok See you then.” That is when she set up her meeting with the head of St. Paul’s.

Back to Avalisa and her problem. Her being a brave girl, took off her top hat then, walked into the razors, there was an awful scratching sound as her dread locks were being torn to shreds. “I’ll miss you dreads” She called out to the bush like pile on the floor. She got to the end of the razor forest and pushed a button they all lifted into the roof. “Damn Geeks,” She muttered then cursed under her breath. The tattered remains of black hair which was on her head sagged in defeat. Then with the camera still watching intently she...

The girls were all gathered around the Geeks computer, they were feeding the footage live on YouTube. They all saw what she did, they were all completely shocked. Some gasps came out of their mouths. Then Kelly said “That girl has so many tricks up her sleeves. I don’t think any of us saw that coming. We better keep an eye on her.” They all nodded in agreement. The geeks disconnected from YouTube and made their way to their lessons.

(Ok I’m sorry I promise I will tell you what she did now XD)
(Back in time a couple of minutes) Avalisa looked up at the camera after the razors had gone; she waved and then took off her dread remains. Turns out her awesome, kick a** dreads were a big wig. Her natural hair was still waist length but not dread locks. It was a thick bush a waves. Waves the posh totty could only dream of naturally having. Her hair colour was a dark plum colour and it had chunks of black in random places. Giving it an insane type of look. She put her hat back on and pulled her rucksack off. She delved inside and pulled out some can spray. On the wall in depressing writing she wrote DON’T MESS WITH ME! She wrote it in black and orange. She sprayed it over a couple of times letting the paint run, she then punched the camera it gave out a huge crack and it smashed to the floor. Wires were fizzing and broken and the destructed camera lay on the floor. She looked at her hand which seemed to be seeping blood slowly. Then with her bleeding hand she reapplied eyeliner really thickly. Making the design more elaborate than ever, it went all the way down to her cheek, it seemed to be a tree, you could easily see leaves and birds. She then dabbed her finger in the blood and spread it across her lips. She then made her way to English.

The next day (The meeting)

Camilla let the headmaster in, “Welcome headmaster, to this school of delinquent girls who quite frankly have nowhere else to go. But to be honest this school is bloody brilliant. Beg your pardon. Matron......MATRON” Matron looked up
“Get this man a Gerald. He needs it considering where he has come from!” The headmaster smiled and took the cocktail acceptingly. He looked around the office with awhat seemed to be admiration on his face.”I must say miss. Fritton what a marvellous school you run. May I meet the girls be for we set anything in stone?”
“Yes of course, I do warn you though, we have a new girl who is a bit of a wild flame so watch out for ok? Jolly good off we pop” they went around all of the school inspecting every nook and cranny though not going into the library seeing as the headmaster didn’t enjoy reading. Then they got to the class room Avalisa was in. Spanish, when they walked in Camilla noticed everyone staring at Avalisa, “Girls whats the ma..” she got shushed by the Spanish teacher in the middle of her sentence. Camilla decided to pay her attention to Avalisa as well “Disculpe señor yo no veo por qué la mierda i am i en la prisión han hecho bothing mal. También sugiero dejar que me vaya antes de que los cerebros de golpe sangriento de la cabeza.” Translation- (excuse me sir I don't see why the f*** I am in prison I have done bothing wrong. I also suggest letting me go before I blow you bloody brains out of your head.) Camilla was gob smacked as well. Tricks up her sleeve indeed Avalisa was fluent in Spanish. The headmaster nodded and looked impressed at the class “Well miss Fritton can we retire to your office to talk?” Milly nooded.