“I think we got more homework in one day than we had the whole of last term?” Louise said as the twins sprinted out of the back door, heading for their beloved swings. We had just arrived home, with Louise invited for tea, and Caroline had said that we could get some fresh air and stretch our legs before starting our prep. “Some of which is really hard…I can see why we had to drop down now…no way are we ahead of the rest of that class?”
“It was a bit intense as well…my half day in year seven was mostly tests, but Miss Clarke is a real slavedriver?” I sighed, feeling a bit tired again. It was not quite four o’clock, but I would happily have climbed into my cot for a sleep.
“Being Olivia is going to be hard work!”