Here comes trouble

RaNdOm SoNgS

I reached my block and decided that I didn't like it. It was too bland, it was too plain, it was so not me! I walked in and saw that there was a load of little room leading off a corridor. I looked at Becca but she just stared ahead.

"Who am I supposed to give this to?" I asked her.

"M.I.C.D, your mistress in charge of discipline. It never hurts to get her on your side. I'll show you where to find her." she walked down the corridor and I followed with the rest of my friends right behind me. We stopped right outside a big door, with brown lettering that said 'Mistress McCray". Who calls themselves Mistress? Apparently Mistress McCray did. What a retard! Becca knocked on the door and we were waiting for this lady to open the door for like five minuets when I started to get annoyed.

"Is she in there or what?" I asked no one in particular.

Becca nodded.

"Is she gonna answer the door? Sod it, I'm gonna knock again." I knocked again. And again. And again. She wasn't answering the door.

"ANSWER THE FUCKING DOOR!" I shouted at the locked door. Becca put her hand to her head.

"I said to get on her good side, not offend her." she whined. I shrugged. There was no way I was gonna be on any ones good side at this shit hole. I was about to knock again but as I turned away from Becca, back to the door, I saw a very angry looking women, staring at me. Ohhh, scary!

"What is your name, no what's your number?" she asked. I had to start singing the song.

"What's your name? What's your number? I'm glad I came. Can you take my order?" I sang, I was about to carry on when the idiot angry women started to speak. I wasn't listening in the slightest. God, this women was fat. And I mean fat. Walrus sized fat. And ugly, she looked like a demented peacock that a dog had just mauled. And a cow had pooed on. After a cat had weed on it. And a fox threw up on.

"Did you hear me!?" shouted/asked fat walrus lady.

"Errmmmm, no." I said, at least I was honest.

"WHAT!?" screamed fox sick lady.

"I wasn't listening. I was contemplating wether you looked more like a walrus or fox sick." I thought she was going to slap me. She definitely wanted to.

"Are you new?" she asked.

"Yes. I need my number. Do you want my name. So I can have my number. Are you glad I came. Can you take my order?" I sang, again. The opertunatey was too good to pass up.

Walrus lady was livid. "ALL OF YOU IN MY OFFICE NOW!" she screeched. Like a banshee. Like a walrus banshee. That a fox had thrown up on.

She said "Tell me your name and I'll tell you your number."

"Glad we came? Can you take my order?" I finished, shooting her a dazzling smile.

"NAMES!"

"Becca Williams."

"Oh, you were in here a few days ago. Keep the same number, even though you're in a different block.87678. Next."

"Rosie Patient."

"56765"

"Lucy Craig."

"56775"

"Gemma Clark."

"56785"

Everyone looked at me.

"What!?" I asked, even though I knew why they were looking at me. Oh what a bad ass I am. I am a rebel. I am a rebel without a cause. I pulled myself out of my thoughts to see walrus lady holding out a sheet of paper.

"What do you want me to do with this?" I asked her.

"Take it too the H.G.D." she said simply.

"Care to elaborate?" I asked, I was asking a hell of a lot of questions.

"The Head of Girls Disipline. Now, whats you name?"

"What's my number?" I asked.

"Are you glad we came?" Becca joined in.

"Can you take my order?" sang Rosie.

Walrus lady looked like she was about to explode.

"Okkkkkkkkkkk" I said, really dragging out the k "my name is Tracy Beaker.". Fist name that popped into my head. She raised her eyebrow.

"Some ones had a sense of humour ectamiy!" I said "My names Clara Jones."

"56795, go give this to the H.G.D. Don't fogey this one as well." she said, in a sickly sweet voice. "56765 and 87678 go with her and give the H.G.D these as well.". Fun times!

We let Becca navigate because she knew where she was going. Well, she seemed to anyway.

"Do you know where you're going Becs?" Rosie asked her after we walked round our 50th circle.

"Nope" she replied, popping the 'p'.

"I FOUND IT!" I shouted, even though I didn't think it was a good thing. We all went and knocked on the door. She answered after about ten seconds.

"What's your name? I mean, what's your number?" she snapped.

"I'm glad I came. Can you take my order?" I finished for her.

She glared at me. "My office. NOW!" she shouted. We walked in, trying not to laugh. All three of us ended up sounding like we had a hacking cough.

"What is your number?" she asked, pointing at me. I had a feeling that just then wasnt the time to burst into song.

"56795"

"Why did you knock on my door?" she asked plainly.

"I have to give you these." I said, matching her tone. She took the paper out of my hands and whistled.

"Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby. Let me know." I muttered, sending the girls into fresh bouts of laughter.

"It says here you only arrived today."

"Yeah."

"And already you have two punishment slips."

"Yeah."

"Do you know another words."

"Yeah."

"Do you even want to be here?"

"Errrr, tough one, but I'm gonna have to say ... Nope." I said popping the 'p'.

"Would you rather be in Jail?" she asked.

"YEAH!" me, Rosie and Becca shouted at the same time.

"Oh well, you're not, you're here. Do you two have slips as well?". They nodded and handed them over. She read them to her self and then said "I think we have a problem."

"Girls girls girls I just can say no. Never see them coming I just watch them go. Girls girls girls I just can't say no. Like you said, I think we got a problem." I had to modify the chorus because I couldn't remember the words.

"You" she said to me "have made the wrong choice. And I'm gonna give to hell."

"When you see my face hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell!" I sang.

"When you walk my way hope it give you hell, hope it gives you hell." sang Becca.

"If you find a man that's worth a dam and treats you well." sang Rosie.

"Then he's a fool, you're just as well, hope it give you hell. Hope it gives you hell." we all finished together.

We were standing outside the H.G.D's office. Her name was Mistress Stein. She walked around like she had a stick shoved up her ass. She said to wait here while she went and got something. I just wanted to know what! She came back about twenty minuets later with a stool. Odd.