EPISODE ONE
"This is it," the driver said as we pulled up in front of a pair of ornate gates. I thanked him and left a hefty tip for the trouble before grabbing my luggage from the trunk and approaching the waiting woman.
"Welcome Miss Truehold, I am headmisstress Weems. Welcome to Nevermore," Headmisstress Weems said. I nodded as I took everything in.
I looked back to her with a tight liped smile. "The pleasure is all mine," I responded.
"Here is the information for your dorm. It's in Ophelia Hall, I am quite afraid that I am too busy to take you there myself, but I have no doubt that you can find your way." I nodded. "Wonderful, just be sure to meet with me so I can give you your schedule before your first class on Monday." With that, she was off, and I was stuck with two rather heavy suitcases.
"Need some help?" someone said from behind me. I turned and was faced with a boy in the uniform and a beanie. I smiled and nodded giving him the cue to take one of the suitcases. "Name's Ajax by the way."
"Dove, Dove Truehold."
"Cool, you're the first newcomer this year. Left room for a bit of gossip, especially considering-"
I stopped and turned to him. "My family? Yeah, our reputation tends to proceed us." I looked down as I picked up the pace to catch up with Ajax.
"Little bit but you seem cool," Ajax comforted. "My friend Enid has been doing everything in her power to find something on your socials."
I laughed. "Yeah, my dad's PR team has complete control of my public social medias. Here," I set down my suitcase and retrieved a pen from my pocket. "I'll give you my private accounts and you can give them to her."
"Oh, thanks," He chuckled and held out his hand for me to write on.
"No problem. Literally no one follows it so I'm dying for someone to see my actually good posts and pics." We walk and chat for a little until we come to a stop in front of my new dorm. "This is it.
"Dude, this is Enid's dorm too," Ajax said. I shrugged and opened the door.
"Howdy roomie," a small blonde (I'm assuming Enid) showted as she pulled me into a hug. "Hey Ajax! Helping her with her bags?"
"Yep." He dropped the suitcase he was holding off. "Gotta go though, Xavier and I are meeting in the Quad." Enid waved as he walked off.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Enid, my name is Dove," I greeted.
"I know. Not gonna lie, I've been stalking your social media trying to find out about you.
"Yeah, Ajax told me. Here are my private accouts parental PR free."
She took out her phone and added me then I added her back. "Sweet, now let me give you a tour then we'll get your uniform and schedule."
"Cool."
***
"This is the quad, AKA the main meeting place for hangouts on campus," Enid said as we entered the pentagon shaped courtyard. "There are four main groups of outcasts here, though there's plenty other flavors of outcast. The Fangs, Furs, Stoners, and Scales."
"Cool, I'm guessing vampires, werewolves, gorgons, and sirens?" I said, looking at the obvious cliques.
"You got it! I myself am a werewolf, I recommend getting some noise canceling headphones for the full moons by the way."
"Yeah, I figure they get pretty loud. Oh, and I'm a psychic by the way." Enid nodded and we walked by the fountain where a beautiful girl with ice eyes and dark skin sat with her friends.
"That's Bianca Barklay, the queen of the school. But due to her recent breakup with resident tortured artist Xavier Thorpe, her crown has been slipping," The blond beside me gossiped.
I followed her gaze to a boy painting on the wall. I'm guessing that was Xavier, his long blonde-ish brown hair in a ponytail to keep it out of his face. Sencing my gaze, he turned his green eyes meeting my blue. I waved and he nodded in aknowlegement.
Enid snapped her fingers in front of my face breaking us up. "Did you hear anything I just said? No one knows why they broke up but by the looks of it, Bianca is still not over it! That basicly makes him off-limits."
I shruged and we gathered my uniform and I met with the Headmistress, completing all that I needed to do.
***
"I never told you!" Enid said, sitting up from her bed, where she had been scrolling through Instagram. "My friends and I were gonna have a welcome party at Xavier and Ajax's dorm tonight!"
"Oh cool, what time?"
"Eight."
"Enid?" I said looking at my phone, checking the time.
"Yeah?"
"It's seven fifteen..." Enid screamed and as if on cue her phone rang.
"Hey Ajax? Of course, I remember the party! I'm almost done getting ready Dove and I will be there at eight! M'kay, bye Ajax" She hung up the phone. "Shit. We need to get ready... NOW!" I nodded and grabbed my gold sequin dress from my bag, showing it to her. "That's a bit much Dove." I nodded and pulled out a leather jacket, white tube top and a sequin mini skirt. "Perfect."
I laughed and went to the bathroom with my outfit and makeup bag. After my makeup was done and my clothes were on, I took the curlers out of my bangs and let them flow to frame my face. It was now seven fifty. "Enid, we gotta go!" I said as I slipped on some black knee-high boots. She nodded, putting on her lip gloss and putting on her own shoes.
"Let's go!" Enid said, locking the door on out way out.
***
It was eight o' three when we made it to the boy's dorm. "Enid, hey." Ajax said as he welcomed us in. She greeted him back and introduced me to the others.
"And why am I here again?" Wednesday, Yoko's roommate said.
"Because it's you're welcome party too," Enid reminded. Wednesday had arived today aswell.
We all settled down playing cardgames.
"Uno! I win" I gloated as the others sighed in defeat.
"Okay how did you do that?" Xavier whined. "You gave me like the whole deck!" The whole table laughed and I got up to get me another drink.
"Sucks to suck pretty boy," I taunted, earning an eye-roll from Xavier.
We played for a while before we all left for our dorms. After getting ready for bed, I got one notification.
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