New Term at St Elia’s
Story from Janus 27 by Johnny Chesham Penelope Forster sat in the railway carriage looking out at the Sussex Downs with a resentful expression on her pretty, freckled face. Tomorrow was first day of term at St Elia’s High School for Girls and any minute now she would be joined by all the other schoolgirls reminding her that her freedom was over. She had enjoyed the vac and met a super boy too, but now she was back to all the rules and discipline of a strict girls’ boarding school. As the train drew into the junction she saw hordes of girls in the blue and white striped blazers of St Elia’s swarming about in straw hats, navy blue gym-slips and white knee-length socks, waving hockey sticks and satchels, reminding her all too clearly of the school life she was so tired of. In a flash she saw the answer: ‘Of course,’ she thought, ‘I’ll get myself expelled!’ Why hadn’t she thought of it before? St Elia’s was full of rules and...