Archive for ‘School & College Stories’

May 22nd, 2017

Bribery never pays

A girl sees bribery as a way out of her difficulty.

by Holy Diver

On a rainy Tuesday lunchtime in November 1979, Sophie Prior was hard at work in the common room of St Anne’s academy for girls. Sophie was a senior student; short and skinny with dirty blonde hair. Unlike her friend, Hannah Anderson, who had cute freckles, Sophie was riddled with acne. At present, Sophie was desperately trying to get her homework assignment finished which should have been handed in on Monday, but was given a one day extension.

Sophie was trying to keep warm too. She was wearing a woolly jumper over her school uniform. Sophie was sat beside the window which had the heavy rain lashing against it and outside the rain was bouncing off the ground. In addition, the wind buffeted against the windows, sounding like an air raid siren. Ironically, her essay was on World War Two for her History class. Sophie found it hard to concentrate with the noise. She knew she would be in deep trouble if she failed to get this paper handed in today.
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May 16th, 2017

Life’s Not Always a Giggle

Three girls play a trick on a teacher, but it doesn’t work out like they hoped.

by Andy Nixon

The three girls giggled as they finalised the details of their plan. As usual, Cortney was doing the organising.

“Summer, you bring a can of shaving foam. Erin, toilet paper, and I’ll get the condoms.”

Just the mention of the word condoms set them off again.

The plan was a plan of revenge. They had just come from a boring after-school detention where they had to write the sentence: ‘I must not talk and giggle at the back with my friends during Coach Ellis’s geography class’ a hundred times. They were mad with Coach Ellis for imposing this arduous punishment on them, and they were out to settle a score with him, get even.
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May 8th, 2017

This Will Teach You a Lesson

A new deputy headmaster gets advice from the headmaster. By a new writer to us, but a long standing writer in the world of CP

by Andy Nixon

“Ah, Harborn!” Dr Benjamin said, looking up from his desk and peering at me over his half spectacles. “Sorry to interrupt your free period. Do sit down. Settling in alright are we? Any problems? No? Good.”

I wasn’t really sure whether I was expected to answer, so I just smiled.

“First week, I know, but an ideal opportunity has cropped up, don’t you see. You see, there are certain duties, as my Deputy Headmaster, that I expect you to help out with. Tricky Johnny discipline! Not much corporal punishment at your old comprehensive, shouldn’t wonder. No? Thought not! More’s the pity, I say.”
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April 24th, 2017

A Well Deserved Punishment

Once, student teachers were a common feature in schools, as in this period piece.

By Jane Fairweather

“Bend over, Miss Johnson, right over, if you please.”

Feeling rather ridiculous and ashamed at having to be caned at the advanced age of nineteen, Eleanor bent at the waist. She could feel her long black hair flop down the side of her left cheek as she did it and her white cotton drawers, which were quite loose on her, tightened slightly. She rather self-consciously clasped her hands together, resisting the very real temptation to put them across her buttocks. There was a slight pause. Why was Mr Jack not getting on with her punishment, which she was all too aware was very well deserved? She had behaved, she knew, in a very unladylike and sluttish way and she had not really needed the angry lecture from Mr Jack to tell her that.
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April 16th, 2017

Keeping Hannah on Track

The next in the series. Now the slipper comes out.

by Holy Diver

It was now moving into autumn of 1979 at St Anne’s. A month before, senior girls Hannah Anderson and Laura Chapman had a massive falling out. This had resulted in both girls receiving a severe punishment from their headmistress for fighting, following which they rekindled their failing friendship. Part of their repaired friendship now involved Hannah agreeing to undergo study sessions with her friend, the prefect Laura.

Hannah was about to sit her first major exam of that year. The subject was maths, which turned out to be her worst subject. Laura had been working hard with Hannah to make sure she was improving her maths skills.
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April 3rd, 2017

Taking One for the Team

Two sisters unite when one gets herself into trouble.

By Julie Baker

My name is Monique and I have an identical twin sister called Veronique. We were born in Edinburgh in 1980. My father comes from a well known farming family from East Lothian but, being a second son, had to find employment away from the home farm. He got a law degree from Glasgow University and subsequently became a very successful lawyer in Edinburgh. My mother is French and came to Scotland in 1978 as an au-pair. She was, and still is, very pretty and my father claims that it was love at first sight when they met at a party shortly after she arrived in the UK. We have no other siblings and our parents gave us everything possible to make a success of our lives.
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March 24th, 2017

A One and Only School Caning

A girl with an unblemished school record finally loses it

By Gillian Howard

During the years from 1962 to 1968 I attended a co-educational grammar school in North West England. I came from a fairly middle class family and had an older sister by 3 years and a younger brother by 2 years, and we all attended the same school. We have always been a very close family and although there are 3 years between myself and my sister we are very close friends and tell each other everything. She told me when she first slept with her boyfriend and I told her my thoughts and fantasies.
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March 22nd, 2017

Unruly Class

A lazy teacher receives a lesson herself

By Hilary Wilmington

Amid the screeching and hilarity a desk overturned with a crash and Miss Turnbull thought this was the cause of the sudden, shocked silence which descended on her class. Then she realised the girls were all scrambling to their feet. She turned and saw the headmaster standing behind her, with a face like thunder. A few girls went to retrieve the desk.

“Leave it!” He barked.

They froze, then returned to their places. He asked Miss Turnbull to step into the corridor for a word. You could hear a pin drop as they exited the room.
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March 21st, 2017

The Writings on the Wall

A girl seeks revenge, but it goes horribly wrong

By Paul Notes

The walk, if you could call it that, seemed to Charlotte to last for ever. The pretty eighteen year old was being frog marched straight to the headmistress’s study.

She had been caught writing obscene messages on the wall of the toilets; a petty feud with another girl over a £3 lipstick. She had left the make-up in the changing rooms whilst going for a shower. When she came back, the lipstick had gone. Shrugging her shoulders, she thought she must have been imagining things, and had dropped it en route to the showers. That is, until the next day when she noticed Sally Smith, one of her classmates, putting on the same brand of lipstick that had gone missing from her bag.
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March 16th, 2017

The Perils of Padding

A girl sentenced to six of the best tries to soften the impact of the cane, with disastrous consequences

by Sally Cavendish

If the bus depositing 18-year-old Angie Roberts outside the school gates had not got held up behind a funeral cortege, she would have had ample time to get to the nine o’clock assembly without running. As it was, she had to sprint down the corridor so fast that when the headmistress, Dr Felicity Hammond, suddenly emerged from a side-door holding a sheaf of papers, a collision was inevitable.

“I’m s-s-so SORRY,” stammered the hapless sixth-former, crimson with embarrassment.

Dr Hammond had managed to stay on her feet, but the papers she had been carrying had been scattered to the four winds. Angie frantically picked them up and returned them to the headmistress with an apologetic curtsey. But, from the look of fury on Dr Hammond’s face, she had a sinking feeling that an apologetic curtsey would not be atonement enough.
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