lottie is bi

A bunch of colourful plastic balls in a dip the size of a swimming pool but deep enough to stand up in so the balls come up to your neck.

It’s located in the very middle of the school, in the midst of classrooms.

No one knows why it’s there.

Raphael once found five pairs of clean, orange socks buried under the millions of spheres.

Saskia found a key.

Jamie often throws Lottie in as a punishment.

Ellie, standing in the corridor: hey have you seen Lottie?

*muffled screaming from behind the door*

Lola and Micky have weekly ball pit sessions

Got bored so I made some lockscreens, hope you like them!!

The halls of Rosewood were completely dead. Everything seemed still and deserted, like how you’d imagine a post-apocalyptic world to behave. Ellie found the shuffling of her jacket and gentle clicks of her laces against her boots loud enough to wake the whole of England, and her shadow seemed to follow her in the light of the dimly lit walls. With a sly glance behind her and a burst of adrenaline, she slid into the door of the school kitchens.

The lights buzzed and flickered on, casting a yellow font over the rustic rose-gold interior. Ellie sighed and ran her fingers along the countertops as she sauntered towards the back left corner of the huge kitchen. She nudged one of the cupboard doors open and reached in to move the back board aside, revealing a small space stored with sweets and chocolate. She then felt around, biting her tongue, before pulling something out. The door behind her suddenly clicked shut. She jumped and whipped around, dropping the bag and spilling M&Ms all over the floor.

The sound of them echoed off of the kitchen walls, and Ellie could feel her heart in her chest. She scrutinised the supposedly empty room before turning her attention back to the spilled chocolates. “Oh, I’m such a...” she rolled her eyes as she bent down to pick them up. After what felt like an hour of crawling around on her hands and knees, looking under ovens and reaching into small gaps, she was cursing and red in the face. “That’s all of them, surely,” she whispered. Better double check, just in case... Lottie’s voice rang out in her head. Ellie tugged on a piece of hair guiltily. “Ugh. Fine.” But she couldn’t help contain a small smile imagining how hilarious Lottie would find this when she told her about it in the morning. Her cheeks would go red and she’d wipe away a tear. You crawled around the kitchen on your hands and knees picking up each individual M&M at three in the morning? Imagine if someone walked in on that! Ellie chuckled to herself as she turned the corner. “Looking for me?”

Ellie let out a yelp of fear and bumped her head. M&M’s scattered all over the floor again, but Ellie didn’t notice. She stared in horror at the thing that stood before her. Grass green, round as the sun, thigh high boots and long, full eyelashes. They blinked in concern. “Eleanor? What is it? Do I have lipstick on my face?” She rubbed at her cheek frantically. Ellie stuttered. “Uh- ummm...” she slowly stood up, clutching the countertops in case she fainted. “Ms Green? You’re real? Am I dreaming?” She managed. Ms Green put her hands on her hips and pouted. “‘Are you real?’ Of course I’m real, Eleanor. How could you think I’m not real, do you not remember when we played spin the bottle at the Maravish Spoon Invention Celebration?” Ellie blinked, as if trying to see through fog. She nodded slowly and bit her lip, suddenly feeling a little hurt that Ms Green hadn’t made the effort to visit her sooner. The Spoon Celebration was years ago. She shook her head and smiled. “I missed you.” “I missed you too, Sugar. Come and give me a hug.” Ellie wrapped her arms around Ms Green and breathed in the sweet, chocolaty scent, and relaxed.

The two of them sat on the countertops. “So what have you been up to? How did you get into this fancy school?” Ms Green asked, crossing her legs. “Well, I’m going to be taking on the maravish throne in a few years, so I asked dad if I could come here, undercover, to hopefully get one last shot at a normal life,” she looked away, “at least, before I have to ‘act like a queen’.” Ms Green looked empathetic and put her hand on Ellie’s knee. Ellie looked up at her, blushing. “You’ll be the sweetest queen Maradova has ever seen. Has life been normal here?” Ellie grinned. “Not exactly, but I’ve made friends. There’s Binah, who gives me maths puzzles and gives the best advice, and Raphael who’s really funny, and Lola and Mickey - they’re twins - they’re always supplying everyone with sweets. And then Lottie Pumpkin, she’s my roommate,” Ellie grinned even more and stared at the pots and pans opposite her. “I’ve never had someone care about me like she does.” She said, a little distant. “Pumpkin? Sounds... savoury.” Ms Green said, gritting her teeth. She breathed in deeply. “Remember that time we hid your dad’s left socks around the castle, and your grandmother yelled at you, and then I comforted you?” Ms Green briefly brushed her hand against Ellie’s cheek. “That was fun.” She whispered. Ellie nodded and leant into her hand. “And when we found that secret passage in the castle that led from the kitchen to the observatory?” Ms Green said quietly. Ellie nodded again, entranced in her eyes. “That reminds me of when Lottie and I found secret tunnels under the school, at the river.” Ellie whispered. Ms Green froze, her pupils shrinking. “Tunnels?” Ellie blinked, her vision clearing. “Yeah, we got super close after that and she can be annoying sometimes and we’re complete opposites but she’s my best friend, I would do anything for he- hey, ouch!” Ms Green gripped Ellie’s wrist in her fist. “I am the only one for you, Eleanor. No one could ever be as chocolaty and sweet, as round and luscious, as superior to all M&M’s as me. Ï Âm Thë Ôñłŷ Øńę.”

Ellie pulled her arm away, scowling. “Get off of me!” She yelled. Ms Green’s eye’s had turned red, and she threw Ellie on the ground. Raising her gloved hands, she began to levitate off the counter, creating a wind that made the pots and pans clang together. “Minions; aid me with purging my target: Lottie Pumpkin, and detain my lady, Eleanor Wolfson.” Ellie watched as the M&M’s she had spilled earlier started to shake, and go through the stages of mitosis. Soon, Ellie was fighting off an army of millions of tiny M&Ms. Ms Green laughed maliciously as she watched Ellie fight them off, sweating.

As if her luck couldn’t get any worse, Ellie tripped on the empty bag that contained the M&Ms in and was covered by the swarm of the Arm&my. Ms Green towered over her victoriously. “You’ll never see your little friend again.” “HELP!” She screamed. Suddenly, the door was kicked down, smoke filling the room ominously. Silence fell across the Arm&my, and Ellie gasped. “Danny Devito?” “What? Ellie, no.” She moved her hair out of her face. “Oh, Jamie. And... Kermit.”  “Hi ho, princess. We’ve come to save you.” “We were on our way to kill the Duolingo Owl in exchange for bitcoins.” “Oh, okay. Wait, you wh-“ “ENOUGH!” Ms Green erupted. She began to levitate higher, and Ellie was sure more M&Ms were about to mitosis. Jamie shot forward and brought his stapler down straight onto Ms Green’s head. She yelled in agony and turned to face him. Meanwhile, Kermit and Ellie yeeted and blow torched as much of the arm&my as they could. The mayhem lasted fifteen minutes before a screeching hoot brought the mayhem to a stand still. Kermit sniffed the air. “He’s close.”

Everyone turned to the window expectantly. The ‘tick tocks’ from the clock on the oven filled the room. Suddenly, Ms Green screamed. Jamie had delivered the fatal blow; a stapler to the ‘M’ on Ms Green’s stomach. The rest of the arm&my disappeared in a puff of green smoke, and Ms Green chortled weakly. “You’ll never defeat Him. He knows over 22 languages and offers 90 different language courses in 2019.” Ellie lifted her blowtorch coldly. “Shut up.” And fired it up.

Or we could share?

The halls of Rosewood were completely dead. Everything seemed still and deserted, like how you’d imagine a post-apocalyptic world to behave. Ellie found the shuffling of her jacket and gentle clicks of her laces against her boots loud enough to wake the whole of England, and her shadow seemed to follow her in the light of the dimly lit walls. With a sly glance behind her and a burst of adrenaline, she slid into the door of the school kitchens.

The lights buzzed and flickered on, casting a yellow font over the rustic rose-gold interior. Ellie sighed and ran her fingers along the countertops as she sauntered towards the back left corner of the huge kitchen. She nudged one of the cupboard doors open and reached in to move the back board aside, revealing a small space stored with sweets and chocolate. She then felt around, biting her tongue, before pulling something out. The door behind her suddenly clicked shut. She jumped and whipped around, dropping the bag and spilling M&Ms all over the floor.

The sound of them echoed off of the kitchen walls, and Ellie could feel her heart in her chest. She scrutinised the supposedly empty room before turning her attention back to the spilled chocolates. “Oh, I’m such a...” she rolled her eyes as she bent down to pick them up. After what felt like an hour of crawling around on her hands and knees, looking under ovens and reaching into small gaps, she was cursing and red in the face. “That’s all of them, surely,” she whispered. Better double check, just in case... Lottie’s voice rang out in her head. Ellie tugged on a piece of hair guiltily. “Ugh. Fine.” But she couldn’t help contain a small smile imagining how hilarious Lottie would find this when she told her about it in the morning. Her cheeks would go red and she’d wipe away a tear. You crawled around the kitchen on your hands and knees picking up each individual M&M at three in the morning? Imagine if someone walked in on that! Ellie chuckled to herself as she turned the corner. “Looking for me?”

Ellie let out a yelp of fear and bumped her head. M&M’s scattered all over the floor again, but Ellie didn’t notice. She stared in horror at the thing that stood before her. Grass green, round as the sun, thigh high boots and long, full eyelashes. They blinked in concern. “Eleanor? What is it? Do I have lipstick on my face?” She rubbed at her cheek frantically. Ellie stuttered. “Uh- ummm...” she slowly stood up, clutching the countertops in case she fainted. “Ms Green? You’re real? Am I dreaming?” She managed. Ms Green put her hands on her hips and pouted. “‘Are you real?’ Of course I’m real, Eleanor. How could you think I’m not real, do you not remember when we played spin the bottle at the Maravish Spoon Invention Celebration?” Ellie blinked, as if trying to see through fog. She nodded slowly and bit her lip, suddenly feeling a little hurt that Ms Green hadn’t made the effort to visit her sooner. The Spoon Celebration was years ago. She shook her head and smiled. “I missed you.” “I missed you too, Sugar. Come and give me a hug.” Ellie wrapped her arms around Ms Green and breathed in the sweet, chocolaty scent, and relaxed.

The two of them sat on the countertops. “So what have you been up to? How did you get into this fancy school?” Ms Green asked, crossing her legs. “Well, I’m going to be taking on the maravish throne in a few years, so I asked dad if I could come here, undercover, to hopefully get one last shot at a normal life,” she looked away, “at least, before I have to ‘act like a queen’.” Ms Green looked empathetic and put her hand on Ellie’s knee. Ellie looked up at her, blushing. “You’ll be the sweetest queen Maradova has ever seen. Has life been normal here?” Ellie grinned. “Not exactly, but I’ve made friends. There’s Binah, who gives me maths puzzles and gives the best advice, and Raphael who’s really funny, and Lola and Mickey - they’re twins - they’re always supplying everyone with sweets. And then Lottie Pumpkin, she’s my roommate,” Ellie grinned even more and stared at the pots and pans opposite her. “I’ve never had someone care about me like she does.” She said, a little distant. “Pumpkin? Sounds... savoury.” Ms Green said, gritting her teeth. She breathed in deeply. “Remember that time we hid your dad’s left socks around the castle, and your grandmother yelled at you, and then I comforted you?” Ms Green briefly brushed her hand against Ellie’s cheek. “That was fun.” She whispered. Ellie nodded and leant into her hand. “And when we found that secret passage in the castle that led from the kitchen to the observatory?” Ms Green said quietly. Ellie nodded again, entranced in her eyes. “That reminds me of when Lottie and I found secret tunnels under the school, at the river.” Ellie whispered. Ms Green froze, her pupils shrinking. “Tunnels?” Ellie blinked, her vision clearing. “Yeah, we got super close after that and she can be annoying sometimes and we’re complete opposites but she’s my best friend, I would do anything for he- hey, ouch!” Ms Green gripped Ellie’s wrist in her fist. “I am the only one for you, Eleanor. No one could ever be as chocolaty and sweet, as round and luscious, as superior to all M&M’s as me. Ï Âm Thë Ôñłŷ Øńę.”

Ellie pulled her arm away, scowling. “Get off of me!” She yelled. Ms Green’s eye’s had turned red, and she threw Ellie on the ground. Raising her gloved hands, she began to levitate off the counter, creating a wind that made the pots and pans clang together. “Minions; aid me with purging my target: Lottie Pumpkin, and detain my lady, Eleanor Wolfson.” Ellie watched as the M&M’s she had spilled earlier started to shake, and go through the stages of mitosis. Soon, Ellie was fighting off an army of millions of tiny M&Ms. Ms Green laughed maliciously as she watched Ellie fight them off, sweating.

As if her luck couldn’t get any worse, Ellie tripped on the empty bag that contained the M&Ms in and was covered by the swarm of the Arm&my. Ms Green towered over her victoriously. “You’ll never see your little friend again.” “HELP!” She screamed. Suddenly, the door was kicked down, smoke filling the room ominously. Silence fell across the Arm&my, and Ellie gasped. “Danny Devito?” “What? Ellie, no.” She moved her hair out of her face. “Oh, Jamie. And... Kermit.”  “Hi ho, princess. We’ve come to save you.” “We were on our way to kill the Duolingo Owl in exchange for bitcoins.” “Oh, okay. Wait, you wh-“ “ENOUGH!” Ms Green erupted. She began to levitate higher, and Ellie was sure more M&Ms were about to mitosis. Jamie shot forward and brought his stapler down straight onto Ms Green’s head. She yelled in agony and turned to face him. Meanwhile, Kermit and Ellie yeeted and blow torched as much of the arm&my as they could. The mayhem lasted fifteen minutes before a screeching hoot brought the mayhem to a stand still. Kermit sniffed the air. “He’s close.”

Everyone turned to the window expectantly. The ‘tick tocks’ from the clock on the oven filled the room. Suddenly, Ms Green screamed. Jamie had delivered the fatal blow; a stapler to the ‘M’ on Ms Green’s stomach. The rest of the arm&my disappeared in a puff of green smoke, and Ms Green chortled weakly. “You’ll never defeat Him. He knows over 22 languages and offers 90 different language courses in 2019.” Ellie lifted her blowtorch coldly. “Shut up.” And fired it up.

I showed it to some of my friends and told them to guess the plot and honestly I’m concerned for them.

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