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the ocean. This pool looks a bit boring,’ said the girl wearing the white fur coat. Well! What a rude thing to say on your first day. I saw Cleo and Clarice giving her evil stares over the edge of the Jacuzzi and for once I didn’t blame them.
Mrs Pumpernickle rolled her eyes, as though she’d heard one too many comments like that from the new girl but was too polite to say anything. She ushered the girls nearer to the side of the pool.
‘This is Lottie Greenwood and Erica Anchor. They’ll both be in Sapphire class and I know you’ll make them feel welcome while they get to know their way around.’ Mrs Pumpernickle looked at me and Arabella and then glared at Cleo and Clarice, who’d slid down in the Jacuzzi so only the tops of their heads were showing. I smiled at the scared looking girl who I think was Lottie, after all I know what it feels like to be new, I’ve only been at Egmont Exclusive Boarding School myself for a few weeks. She pushed her glasses up her nose and gave me a small grin. The other girl, Erica, just stared at the wall. Hmm, not quite sure what to make of her.
We’re back in our dorm now, dry and warm. This term we have pale blue duvets with moons and stars all over them that actually light up when you press a switch at the side. So magical.com . I’ve just been drying my hair with Arabella’s hairdryer. My hair’s now down to my bottom, the longest I’ve ever had it. Carrie says I need it trimmed, but I like it like this, it keeps my back warm in the cold weather.
‘Are you serious about us auditioning for the school play?’ I asked Arabella, hoping that she wasn’t, unplugging her purple and green spotty hairdryer.
‘Yes, absolutely,’ she swung round to face me, her eyes looking all fiery. ‘I mean, can you imagine if Clarice and Cleo get the main parts? It would be AWFUL. I don’t think I’d be able to watch even five minutes of the show, they’d be preening and posing, it would make me want to be SICK. We definitely have to audition and I’m going to ask the rest of Sapphires to do so as well, just so that pair of conceited so and so’s have some healthy competition.’
‘Alright, calm down,’ I said, grinning. ‘That’s fine but I have to warn you, I’ve never done any acting before, so I’ll probably be pretty rubbish.’
Mmm, some delicious smells are wafting under the door, it must be dinner time. Ooh, I wonder what delights Marcel and his team of chefs have for us tonight…
Tuesday 2 nd November
The excitement mounts, Diary…
So last night, Arabella and I ended up sitting at the same table as the new girls, Lottie and Erica. Lottie is a bit of a sweetie, she’s here on a Maths scholarship so must be pretty clever. She said her parents could never afford to send her to Egmont without the scholarship and because she passed loads of difficult maths tests she’ll now get all her school fees paid. She said her family only own one, three bedroom house and one quite old car. My parents have loads of cars but I didn’t say that because I didn’t want to make her feel bad. Anyway, I don’t know
why
my parents have so many cars or houses, they’re never around to enjoy them because they’re always off on some secret spy mission, so what’s the point?
The nasty girls Cleo and Clarice just HAD to come and say mean things when they found out Lottie was here on a scholarship.
‘Oh you’re a
poor
girl are you?’ Cleo sneered, leaning on our table and swishing her blonde hair in Lottie’s face. ‘How interesting, I’ve never met anyone poor before.’
‘The school’s standard must be dropping if they’re letting riff raff in now,’ Clarice said, looking down her nose at Lottie, who gulped and looked at the table cloth.
‘Cleo, Clarice, what on
earth
are you doing out of your seats?’ Mrs Pumpernickle came bustling along, frowning. ‘Go and sit down at once. What an awful example you’re setting to the new girls, such bad manners.’ Cleo and
Mrs Pumpernickle rolled her eyes, as though she’d heard one too many comments like that from the new girl but was too polite to say anything. She ushered the girls nearer to the side of the pool.
‘This is Lottie Greenwood and Erica Anchor. They’ll both be in Sapphire class and I know you’ll make them feel welcome while they get to know their way around.’ Mrs Pumpernickle looked at me and Arabella and then glared at Cleo and Clarice, who’d slid down in the Jacuzzi so only the tops of their heads were showing. I smiled at the scared looking girl who I think was Lottie, after all I know what it feels like to be new, I’ve only been at Egmont Exclusive Boarding School myself for a few weeks. She pushed her glasses up her nose and gave me a small grin. The other girl, Erica, just stared at the wall. Hmm, not quite sure what to make of her.
We’re back in our dorm now, dry and warm. This term we have pale blue duvets with moons and stars all over them that actually light up when you press a switch at the side. So magical.com . I’ve just been drying my hair with Arabella’s hairdryer. My hair’s now down to my bottom, the longest I’ve ever had it. Carrie says I need it trimmed, but I like it like this, it keeps my back warm in the cold weather.
‘Are you serious about us auditioning for the school play?’ I asked Arabella, hoping that she wasn’t, unplugging her purple and green spotty hairdryer.
‘Yes, absolutely,’ she swung round to face me, her eyes looking all fiery. ‘I mean, can you imagine if Clarice and Cleo get the main parts? It would be AWFUL. I don’t think I’d be able to watch even five minutes of the show, they’d be preening and posing, it would make me want to be SICK. We definitely have to audition and I’m going to ask the rest of Sapphires to do so as well, just so that pair of conceited so and so’s have some healthy competition.’
‘Alright, calm down,’ I said, grinning. ‘That’s fine but I have to warn you, I’ve never done any acting before, so I’ll probably be pretty rubbish.’
Mmm, some delicious smells are wafting under the door, it must be dinner time. Ooh, I wonder what delights Marcel and his team of chefs have for us tonight…
Tuesday 2 nd November
The excitement mounts, Diary…
So last night, Arabella and I ended up sitting at the same table as the new girls, Lottie and Erica. Lottie is a bit of a sweetie, she’s here on a Maths scholarship so must be pretty clever. She said her parents could never afford to send her to Egmont without the scholarship and because she passed loads of difficult maths tests she’ll now get all her school fees paid. She said her family only own one, three bedroom house and one quite old car. My parents have loads of cars but I didn’t say that because I didn’t want to make her feel bad. Anyway, I don’t know
why
my parents have so many cars or houses, they’re never around to enjoy them because they’re always off on some secret spy mission, so what’s the point?
The nasty girls Cleo and Clarice just HAD to come and say mean things when they found out Lottie was here on a scholarship.
‘Oh you’re a
poor
girl are you?’ Cleo sneered, leaning on our table and swishing her blonde hair in Lottie’s face. ‘How interesting, I’ve never met anyone poor before.’
‘The school’s standard must be dropping if they’re letting riff raff in now,’ Clarice said, looking down her nose at Lottie, who gulped and looked at the table cloth.
‘Cleo, Clarice, what on
earth
are you doing out of your seats?’ Mrs Pumpernickle came bustling along, frowning. ‘Go and sit down at once. What an awful example you’re setting to the new girls, such bad manners.’ Cleo and
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