Chapter 1

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Brooklyn's POV


" Be careful. I have packed your - " my said. i cut her off.

" Yes i know mom"

. Don't be shy to use it. Tell the campus doctor about-" 

" i got it"

" Call us if you need anything." My mother ranted to me. I know that she's worried and that she loves me but i have heard this a hundred times.

" Yes. i know mom."

" Just be safe .okay?" my dad put a hand on her shoulder. 

" I will be don't worry!" I hugged both of them. " I love you guys." I rolled both of my suitcases to the terminal. I gave them one last wave and headed inside. I had 3 hours till my flight so i decided to roam around the airport.  I first stopped at Starbucks and ordered myself a Caramel Latte with extra caramel. I picked up a magazine called ' into the future' I flipped open the magazine. It had stuff about how democracy came crashing down and all that shit and how monarchs are better.  Its funny that even after democracy failed how the world is still the same except for the political part of it. 

I closed the magazine. I sat in Starbucks for 2 hours and scrolled my phone till it was time to board my flight. I let them check  my passport and then boarded my flight. I took my seat and waited for the plane to to take off. Once it took off i slept. i woke 10 minutes before we landed. I gathered my stuff and once we landed i exited the plane.

There was a taxi waiting for me near the gates.

" Ms. Sanders?" The driver said.

" Yes that's me." He nicely took my luggage and put it in the trunk of the  Range Rover.  I took my seat in the back and he started to drive. I looked all around me as he drove. England was breathe taking!

He drove for an hour till we reached the campus sight. I took in every sight on the way. The boarding school was in Keswick. It was a moderate size town. The school campus covered almost Two thirds of it. He stopped the car.

" This is your stop Madame." His French accent coming through.

" Please Call me Brooke." I said. The i mentally face palmed myself. I am never gonna see him again!

I saw him smile lightly. " Enjoy your time here Brooke." He said and got back in the car and left. I looked around and saw many people coming out of their respective taxi's and greeting their old friends and walking into the FUCKING HUGE GATE made of silver.

" I know its shit right?" A voice said behind me. I turned to come face-to-face with another student. She had Auburn hair with Chocolate eyes and she had a rose -beige skin tone. A questioning look started forming on my face.

" Before you ask ' do you know me?' here's the answer- no you don't. But people in this school have crap personalities and by the way your staring at the gate lets me know your on a scholarship. Right?" She said all of this in one breath.

I nodded.

" I'm Sahara." She said extending her hand. 

" Brooklyn, I'm new here" i said taking her hand. She gave me a look. " But you already know that cause you said it yourself." I said a little embarrassed. 

" Its fine roomie. Can i call you roomie? Ya I'm gonna call you roomie." She said. I liked her bubbly personality. It was refreshing.

She started telling me about the school and the facilities and everything. We stood in a line to get our attendance. As she was talking i saw a girl crying and running away from a boy. Sahara noticed that i was looking that way.

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