The Gunzels

The Gunzels

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When a Girl goes to a Prestigious school her life goes Upside down
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Summary

When a Girl goes to a Prestigious school her life goes Upside down

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Newbie

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She will see that life has in stall for her

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 15, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 15, 2017

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If you were to begin in Melbourne and go along the Gippsland Main line there is a Branch line that run by 3 Vintage locomotives with 4 stations the Final Section of the line is Private, this is run by the Hobsons School.

The School was formed in 1859 By the Hobson Bay railway Company to teach the Boys on how to drive the Iron Horses and how to matain them.

But of course as they got more applicants they had to move by 1900 the School was Shut for good but By 1951 the school reopened under new owners and started to be like a Academy for the Elite Achievers but I should not spoil the story… so we may as well start

 

“The 9:00 Hobson School Special is now departing Please stand clear”

As the Train Departed, parents started to cry as the T roared with a blast from its horn, it was like the railway children but in Victoria and with Diesels…

A girl with short auburn hair, was looking for a Compartment for herself all the compartments where full except for one it had a Boy, red haired with a VR T-shirt with Pants even with this 30 degree heat, he had a Leather Suitcase and he was reading a Old Newsrail magazine.

“is it ok to share this compartment?”

“yeah sure it started to get Boring… you’re a Transfer Student aren’t you?”

“how did you know that?”

“you weren’t in last year’s School Photos”

“oh”

Just then the PA crackled to life

“LADIES AND GELTLEMEN WE ARE NOW ARRIVING CAULFIELD PLEASE DO NOT DISMIBARK WE WILL DEPART IN 10 MINS”

He put his Magazine away, “we always stop at major stations otherwise it would be packed now”

As the Compressed hiss from the Brakes the Boy Spoke again “so do you liked these carriages”

“yes they must be old”

“they were Built in 1915 but some were fitted with air con’s these are ours”

As the wheels screeched to a halt the doors opened kids got on, the door’s slammed shut, the guard blew his whistle and the T’s engine Roared to life and the Horn blasted.

At pakahan they stopped again with the same Message, but with Pakaham instead of Caulfield

The Boy went back to reading a Magazine as the clatter of Tin and wood and the roar of the T, it was calming compared to the Sterile X’traps she found her coming Sleepy and she blacked out about an hour and a half she was getting rocked.

“hey wake up we almost there.”

The Atmosphere was different it was green as they rattled across a Metal bridge, The Boy got up packing away his magazines and got his bags ready

“you may want to get packed up the Conductor saw that you were you sleeping, I got your ticket out he clipped it, and I talked About how I was going oh yes you have a good name

She said to her self “hang On he knows My name”

But as soon she had said that he had left.

The Roar of the T stopped but it went into a Quite Idling

The Brakes hit the wheels she looked down the corridor he wasn’t there she looked out the window the station platform came into view.


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