Ryder Blake Castillo is a 16 year old girl with a amazing talent in ballet and music. With the help of her dancing and music talent, she gets accepted into Easton Preparatory.
Easton Preparatory is where the rich of the rich sent their children to s...
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Ryder Castillo POV
Waking up at 6:50 is not fun.
Especially when you spent all last night watching vogue 73 questions.
I got groaning up and went to the bathroom that me and River share.
Yes, there are two different bathrooms, three bedrooms and a study room but we turned it into a music room and mini library room.
I was very happy that I didn't have eye bags. Softly smiling, I take a warm shower and got on my uniform that was perfectly fitting on my 5'8 height.
I was taller than most girls my age so the black plaid skirt was a few inches up my knees. The white button shirt fit like a glove, hugging my curves. I put on the black blazer and my stockings and my black shoes.
I walked out of my room, texting Nick.
We got pretty close after The Weekend. We texted almost everyday. We even FaceTimed and River seemed to love him.
And trust me when I say, my 12 year old brother does not like most people.
"Honey, do you want pancakes?" Dad asks sweetly in his suit for work, stirring pancake batter.
"Yes, thank you dad,"I smiled at him.
He handed me a plate and we ate and talked about school and work. River came down a few minutes after me and we greeted each other. It was a while until we had to leave.
"Let's go kiddos, we've gotta get to Ry's school and then Riv, we are going to the new middle school." Dad says hurriedly, grabbing his keys and holding the door open for us as we exited the penthouse.
I chuckled and we walked outside and he drove us, Frank Sinatra playing lightly in the background as we sang along. Sometimes I might have to use the bus, but I was fine with it. Even if I loved the Range Rover.
I looked at the school and my jaw dropped. It was fucking huge.
Like really fucking huge. It was like Hogwarts but modern.
I thanked my dad and kissed him and River 'goodbye'. I look at the lawn and see that there were a few teens there, reading and others gossiping.
I walked inside and saw the interior. It was white and gold. It was fucking beautiful.
I saw a golden sign pointing to the receptionist area and headed there. I smiled at the lady, 'Ms. Carmela' and said, "Hi, I'm new here can I get my schedule?"
She glanced up and back down.
I sighed, asking again nicely.
She rolled her eyes and I said it again though gritted teeth.
She ignored me.
An few 'please's later and she still didn't give a shit.
"Can I have the keys to the locker room? I need a another one. My stuff doesn't fit inside the first one." A girl, a year or two older than me, came up in volleyball shorts and a shirt.
