Part 2

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As the journey carried on, about an hour in, Professor Hope came around with first, a tray for.all the tablets that somehow the students thought they could get away with bringing, and second, a rather large bucket full of mini packets of haribos. This is why the students loved Professor Hope. He was cheerful, but serious when he needed to be. They also learned a great deal with him and most, if not all of his students were predicted A grades or A*. 

Half an hour later, they were arriving at their camp/dorms. As they separated into their groups, they all trailed into their rooms. In room one, Jac was already declaring which bed was hers and what not. In the boy's rooms though, they were already causing havoc, making Sacha wish he hadn't come. Ollie and Dom had found a little hole in the wall, and were poking sharp objects to see if they could get through to the other side, which was inconveniently the four girl's room, and Fletch and Raf were stealing all of Ric's belongings and shoving them out the window - it was on the 2nd floor. Although, meanwhile, in Bernie and Serena's room, it was very much like the teacher's room, quiet, and no one's stuff was flying from the window. Apart from the occasional gossip about one of the other year 11s or 10s, they were the good ones, the ones that the teachers mostly trusted to be good. This also meant that the teachers didn't really pay much attention to them, which meant they could get away with murder. At this particular moment, they were gossiping about Raf and Cara, taking bets. Serena reckoned that they would date and hug, and Bernie thought they would kiss and snog. The bet currently stood at:
£2.65
3 Jaffa cakes
A tube of smarties
And any alcohol if they could get their hands on it.

The loser also had to lick the inside of the sock that had been left there the people before them, or as they joked, the sock that had been left by Professor Hope when he visited here when he was young. They may not look like the naughtiest.of people, but the thing they did quite enjoy, was alcohol.

Back in room one, with Jac declaring her areas, Mo had the bed underneath Jac,and Zosia had the top bunk on the other side. "I don't understand how you guys aren't afraid of falling off the bed in the night and landing face first on the ground!" Mo exclaimed. "Well to be honest, I don't move a lot in my sleep, and also I had bunk beds when I was little." Zosia replied. "Aren't you an only child?" Mo asked. "Yeah, yeah I was, but do you remember Colette? She was one of the prefects in year 11 when we were year seven. She was my Mum's friend." Zosia's face dropped a bit when she mentioned her mother. "She just used to sleep over a lot when I was little." Zosia said, still a little droopy. "Oh. I just had a little bed when I was little, you know one of those beds that looks like you cut a bunk bed in half?" They laughed a little. "I had to share with Adele, until she got that scholarship." Mo said. "Where did she go again?" Jac asked. "St James's high. It's in Surrey or somewhere. I'm not entirely sure. She lives with our auntie, but comes home for half terms and holidays." Mo smiled. "Isn't that school like our biggest rival in everything?" Zosia asked. "Yeah, but she wasn't enjoying school here, and she may be part of the reason your dad isn't head teacher anymore." Zosia pondered for a moment. "Oh. Yeah. My dad said something briefly about that." Zosia allowed a couple of seconds of awkwardness, and the broke the silence. "I wonder what activities we will be doing tonight?" She said. Mo replied rather quickly "Oh hopefully nothing, I looked at the weather for the next few days before Professor Hope look my iPod touch off of me. Massive amounts of rain, high possibility of thunder and lightning starting at 9ish tonight." Zosia went from droopy to anxious. She was petrified of thunder and lightning. More peculiarly though, Jac went from bitch-faced to worried face. Zosia brushed it off of her mind though and rummaged through her bag to find her biscuits and offered them around.
 

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