"Yeeeeeeeeee!" exclaimed Emma every few seconds. Emma was extremely excited to go to Malory Towers and this annoyed her cheeky sister, Nichole.
" I just don't understand why you are so noisy, no matter how fun it is, or how nice the teachers are, school is always boring!"
At this very moment Emma and Nichole's mother walked in. Their mother was the overprotective type. Every day she would bore the two sisters by going over a set of rules that the sisters thought were completely useless!
" Now remember, be polite. You have to honour your great grandmother, Darrel Rivers."
And every time time Emma would reply with, " Yes, of course Mother!" with much respect. But cheeky Nichole would reply with, " We already know! You tell us this every day!!!" With expressions of both frustration and boredom. Nichole's mother always replied the same every day, " I shall know if you were listening when you start school!" Emma crossed her arms and turned her head away from Nichole.
Emma And Nichole had just finished packing and were loading their things into the boot of their car. They both grunted and groaned lifting their bags onto their Toyota as they were as heavy as if there were a rhinocerous stored in the suitcases. Their observant mother had noticed how many things were packed and shoved into their suitcases so once again, had given them a lecture.
" If anyone wants to borrow something, lend it to them. NO RELUCTANCY, okay?"
Nichole just stared blankly out of the frosty car window while Emma replied with her usual, "Yes mother."
Emma jumped out of her seat the moment they had arrived at the train station for Malory Towers. Even Nichole was starting to feel the excitement and surrealness of the moment. Emma and Nichole watched every girl in the beautiful Malory Towers uniform with admiration. Some girls were applying make-up, others were watching Netflix on their phones.
"There's the train! Goodbye mummy, we'll email you every day!" shouted Emma and Nichole at the same time.
"Can I sit here?" asked a shy little girl named Rosey. Rosey had lovely, brown luscious hair with shiny emerald green eyes and long thick eyelashes.
"Yes, you can, but may you?" answered Nichole checkily.
"Nichole! Please don't act like that!" Emma told Nichole scoldingly.
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A New World at Malory Towers
General FictionIt has been over 100 years since young Darrell started her life at Malory Towers. Unfortunately, Darrell has now passed away. But Darrell's great grandchildren, Emma and Nichole, are going to Malory Towers now and Darrells mischievous ways have not...
