Victim

Chapter 4

The plane landed, and, as usual, I got off. That's when I saw her. I recognised the badge which she wore on her lapel. Of course! She was the headmistress of the new school that I was going to.This rather peculiar lady was draped in a patterned skirt and a woven poncho, coloured red, yellow and orange. Her long, black hair travelled along the length of her back, waving and curling, whilst her liquid brown eyes gave the impression of somebody compassionate and kind. When she spoke, her voice was quite high; each word was articulated on her tongue (whilst I am trying to describe her correctly without sounding too fancy). Her first word was, "Hello", which she spoke with some difficulty, but I understood her all the same.

She took my free hand and lead me towards the airport, then checked me through and got my luggage for me, as well as scanning me and my passport. We then went on a long, tedious walk, towards a forest, which became lush and thick. What surprised me was that my new headmistress always carried a pair of pliers, which she used to snip away the vines, that were now hanging dangerously low to the ground.

Eventually, when we arrived at the boarding school, I stopped. The school was a huge, white building, with beautiful balconies and rose bushes of every colour out the front. I gulped, remembering a similar description of a hose not long back. The head, who had no time for my memories, chivvied me in, to the great parquet entrance hall. I felt immediately intimidated. This was no place for 'Jelly Bellies'. What will become of me?

The first place I was taken to was the dormitory, where I saw all the other girls, at least one from every continent. They, like me, had traveled a long way to get here. But they, unlike me, fitted in. They all were dressed very well, with their hair all combed back and fastened with bows and plaits. They all looked at me as if to say 'oh my days', like posh people do. I hastily scraped back my wild mane of dirty blonde hair, and wished the floor would swallow me up. When I went here, I wasn't escaping Tanya Turner, I was going to a school infested with them!