Beatrice's POV
I walked into the a big building called the administrative block.(or at least that was the sign in front of the building) A young beautiful woman wearing black glasses was sitting in front of a desk.
I greeted her.
"You must be Beatrice Sanders. Am I right?", she asked.
"Yes ma'am", I replied.
"Okay then. I'm Miss Bethany and your class is just down the hallway.
It's the only class in the administrative block. I know you are surprised that it's in the administrative block but we've got reasons.", she said.
I told her thanks as she handed me a book which contained information about the school.
I walked through the hallway slowly as I was checking out the potraits which were hung on the wall.
I saw one which caught my eyes. It was a picture of a woman with red eyes. It was like she was staring into my soul.
'How in the world will somoeone have red eyes. I'm pretty sure there were no contact lens when this potrait was painted as it was dated 1997.',I wondered.
I shrugged and continued my journey it was probably a mistake from the painter.
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I walked into my eyes all head turned towards me and it was kinda creepy.
The teacher looked at me and said, " Well, well, well what do we have here?"
Now that sounded very wierd.
I looked up at the teacher and replied smiling, "I'm Beatrice Sanders and I'm-"
"- Okay okay it's alright prettu sure everyone know you're new. Just find a seat and settle down. I was a having a very important conversation with the class and you disrupted that.",the man interruped.
I hung my head low and went to the only available seat in class.
This is just great.
After the man taught for a while though I wasn't following, I was so happy when the bell was rung which indicated the end of class.
He left the class and I looked up to see three girls walking up to me
Have you ever watched movies where there are always bad cheerleader who are always with makeup on and skimpy skirts and heels.
Common who wears heels to school?
Well that's how these three girls looked and I was really trying to stifley laughter because they looked like overripe haloween pumpkin.
"Well, well, well what do we have here?"
Now I was beginning to think people were robots in this school. I mean they said it at the same time.
I smirked at them trying to look badass but deep down I was so scared. I have learnt to cover my fear especially from people who don't seem nice my childhood thought me that.
"We want you to join cheerleading team", they shouted. They were smiling so widely.
I was so shocked they switched their faces so fast.
If I didn't see them few seconds ago I wouldn't believe they could ever look scary.
I looked behind me to check if a really handsome guy which would presumably be their crush was at my back and they were trying to pretend or something and I found no one.
I really need to stop reading those books", I mentally facepalmed myself.
I turned back to the girls who were waiting for my reply.
"Sorry, I don't dance",I said.
What I heard next made me cower in fear.
Something I hadn't heard in years.
