On The Outskirts Of The Gang

Rosa is a pretty, self-conscious girl who wants to be cool. She's a bit afraid of Jessica, the most popular person in the entire year. As she clings on at the edge of Jessica's gang, she notices things that slowly make her realise that there is something odd going on...

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30. Wednesday 21st October

The hotel was fine. More than fine. It was glamorous and extensive and warm and relaxed and comfortable and spacious and beautiful. To be honest, I felt insignificant surrounded by all the grandeur. Felicity and Jessica were totally at home there as they have massive houses and are (nearly) rich. The others were awestruck when we arrived, but they got used to it. I was the only one who felt like I shouldn't be there, that I was an imposter. Everything was just too good.

I didn't go in the pool at all because I was afraid that I would seem noisy. There were a lot of adults swimming slow lengths and lounging around the edges with their eyes closed. I would be an intrusion on their peaceful atmosphere; there was no way I could fit into it.

Pony-trekking was the only activity that I could fully enjoy. Being away from the hotel gave me an opportunity to drop the refined manner I had put on and chill out. The horse I rode was magnificent - tall and strong, with chestnut-brown glossy hair and a seemingly superior air. His pace was steady and calm. The gentle sun glowing on the fields added to the pleasant feeling.

Despite that, I was very glad when we left to begin the journey home. Katya and I had a long conversation about our experiences of the holiday as we drove home, comparing the different meals (all extravagant and sublime) and giving our opinions on the different rooms in the hotel. By far the most gorgeous of them was our bedroom. The walls were raspberry red, with a white ceiling. The big window was perfectly framed by white curtains embroidered with swirls at the bottom in the same red. The beds were white - including the sheets - except from silken bedspreads that matched the walls in colour. There was an ornate white dressing table, and two armchairs (plain white with the same embroidered swirls as on the curtains). It might sound overly simple but it was flawlessly balanced.

Megan must have got my number off someone, because she texted me this morning. It was rather worrying. The text read:

I'm scared of Penny. She's going to do something horrid to you guys tomorrow. I can't tell you what, sorry. :(

P.S. Jessica's lot aren't as good as you think they are. Look out for them.

It makes me wonder whether Jessica was telling the truth when she told me about Megan's accident. I don't particularly want to think that one of them would actually...

Anyway, the thing about Penny is easily sorted. I'll just tell a teacher that I've received a warning. No need to mention Megan's name - she's been through enough already. That way, everyone is safe and Penny will be watched like a hawk.

I think I'll try to pick up some information from Imogen about what happened with Megan. Imogen often gives things away without meaning to or realising that she's doing it. I just want to make sure that they didn't do anything to hurt Megan that time.

So, it looks like I'll be in for quite an eventful day tomorrow. For now, though, goodbye!

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