Mistaken [On Hold]

Chapter Six

"W-wait! There has to be a mistake!" I yelled looking at the chauffer through his window.

"I'm sorry Miss Evans but Sir has requested me to drive you here specifically. There's nothing I can do."

"But this is a boy school! Do I look like a boy?!" I was losing it. What the hell is going on with my life?

"It was your fathers own wishes you came here." And with that, he wound up his window and left me here. My eye twitched and I looked around at all the boys saying goodbye to their families making me more nervous.

Ok. So I knew my father and I didn't get along very well... BUT A BOY SCHOOL?!

The man has some nerve. I'm going to call mum and tell her about this! That my father is the King rich douche of all tight asses who absolutely loves to humiliate his own children!

A ball suddenly hit my side as I grunted looking down at the blue and red striped blown up piece of crap.

"Sorry! I didn't mean..." A boy came running over but trailed off when he saw me. I flushed embarrassed as he stared wide eyed at my entirity.

Wanting this embarrassment to end, I picked up the ball and threw it harshly back to him before latching onto my suitcase and pulling it with me towards the entry of the school.

I got many weird looks and avoided them as much as I could before pushing through the doors and into the building.

Just when I thought that the outside was packed... the inside was just crazy! The stares I received were uncountable and at this point, I just wanted to curl up and cry.

This was so embarrassing.

A room caught my eyes with the sign, 'ADMINISTRATION' across the top of the entrance. That's where I need to go.

I stepped into the quieter, carpeted and clean cut smelling room. Wow. The only things I'm picking up are that these people are up themselves or pristine. Perhaps both.

"E-excuse me." I stuttered coming to the front counter.

"Yes and how can I help you?" A woman asked not looking up. Wow... loving this customer service.

"Well, m-my name is Bailey Evans and I-"

"You're enrolled aren't you. Let me check." Her eyes scanned to her computer as I swallowed hard.

"See, that's the problem. I'm a gir-"

"Bailey Louis Evans?"

"Louise." I corrected.

"Oh. Strange." She said as I huffed. This woman wasn't even paying attention to me. Why can't I talk to someone else? "Well Mr Evans, I'm printing out your school hours timetable and giving you a key to your dorm."

"B-but- wait!" I didn't even sound like a boy?! Was this woman even listening?!

She stood up and made her way from the counter as I let it smack onto the surface.

It's like the gods were looking down upon me, one hand in their popcorn and the other pointing directly at me and laughing.

The world must be taking the piss out of me right now.

"Here you are." The woman said with a piece of paper covering her face. "This is your timetable and this is your key. The latch attached to the key should have your door letter and room number on it."

"W-wait-"

"Just come back down to administration if there is a problem."

"There is-"

"Thank you for your time and welcome to Illyeria Boy Boarding school." She then turned from me as I stood speechless.

What... IN THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!

"Excuse us." A woman took place at the counter before receiving the same treatment. Her son by her side looked me up and down weirdly as I swallowed whatever dignity I had left and left back into the hall.

Well that was no help. But... at least I know where my accommodation is.

People began to scurry and bump into me, looking at me weird before carrying on with their lives. I gripped my suitcase tighter before looking at my key latch and then up to the signs in the hallway.

(Illyeria boys boarding school dorm - K34)
______________
|← A - I Block
|← S - Z Block
|→ J - R Block
|↓ School Blocks
______________

Ok, so I take a right towards my dorm. Ugh... I can't believe I'm about to do this.

I carried my feet all the way where the signs led me until I found a staircase.

"You have got to be kidding me." I breathed. Looking down at my suitcase and then back up to the stairs. I let out a quiet whimper before beginning my way. The suitcase became heavy in my hold and the staircase never seemed to end.

I finally reached my level to find it was only the first level out of four. Thank god! Even traveling up one level was exhausting.

"O-ok." I groaned looking at my key again. "Thirty four..." My eyes looked up to see the rooms traveled up in invidual numbers. Odds on the left. Evens on the right.

My feet carried me until I finally came the door reading my number. Surprisingly, it was already unlocked. So I just made my way inside.

Oh my...