Chapter 2

May. 12th, 2006 01:23 pm
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And then they were back. Nicola, now a Dorm prefect, rushed off to see to her charges, leaving Lawrie to lug her stuff up to the attic she shared with Tim. After a quick check to see that all was shipshape, Nicola disappeared up the fire escape and threaded her way across the roof to meet Miranda for their tradition.
'Only one more time! Oh Nick, isn't it miserable?' Read more... )

Chapter 1

May. 11th, 2006 12:15 pm
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Sorry - short chapter, but should be updating pretty regularly so hope you can bear with it. Thanks for reading and commenting.


Nicola was packing for the last time. She sorted through the piles of available tunics, selecting for herself those which were most battered, bearing the marks of her four elder sisters. For her twin, Lawrie, she chose the items in best condition, heaping them onto her bed, refusing to pack on her behalf. Swiftly and efficiently, Nicola stowed her gear in the trunk, collected her windcheater and, calling out to whichever family members happened to be within earshot, disappeared down the lane to the Merricks' home.
Read more... )

PROLOGUE

May. 10th, 2006 10:36 pm
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This is the first chapter in what I hope will be a fairly lengthy fic (I already have 50,000 words written). Although this first chapter follows immediately on from the events of Run Away Home, the majority of the story happens after the twins have left school. Since they will be adults, you can expect some adult themes (by which I mean sex) though I'm happy to tell you that I have no intention of describing anything in detail, using 'adult' language or of including any slash pairings.

All the Marlows, Merricks and Kingscote characters are, of course, the property of Antonia Forest. This story is only for personal use and should not be distributed without the author's permission. No profits are being made from this fiction.

Enjoy - and if you do, please leave a comment!




Up in Sara Crewe, Nicola discovered that Ginty had already been and gone, stowing her stuff erratically in her chest of drawers and plonking a whole lot of posh new bath stuff above the sink. Huh, thought Nicola and wondered, briefly, whether Patrick had spoken to Ginty yet. She completed her own unpacking swiftly, decided that someone else could take Ann's things down to her this time and climbed out on to the roof to meet Miranda.

'Miserable term, I call it.' Miranda offered Nicola a square of toffee and leaned back against the chimney.
'Mmm. Why, exactly?' enquired Nicola through her muffled chewing.
'No netball. No cricket. No Play. Just dull weather and dull lessons and general dullness. Read more... )

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