ACANTHA ACADEMY

Chapter 2: INSIDE THE ACADEMY

SASKIA'S POV

"Saskia?"

I immediately look at the headmistress who is already thumping her heels. 

"I'm sorry, can we do this tomorrow? I am really tired." 

I tried to sound as respectful as I can but she raised her eyebrow and touch the edge of her eyeglass to look at me carefully. 

I swallowed and immediately apologized. 

She continued touring me around the campus and then a panting woman in her 30s approached us and the headmistress immediately turned to her.

"Ms. Nisha, you're late!"

She kept bowing her head and apologizing but the headmistress just remained adamant about her being late. 

"I'm sorry miss, it won't happen again."

"Go, tell her everything she needs to know about the school."

"Yes miss."

The headmistress immediately eyed me to follow Ms. Nisha. 

"You won't survive here if you keep that attitude, you too."

Ms. Nisha and I bowed our heads as the headmistress turned away from us leaving me and Ms. Nisha in distress. 

"Sorry, you had to witness that." I immediately shook my head as I waved my hands to signal her that she doesn't have to apologize because I made the headmistress mad even before she came. "I'm Nisha, Saskia right?"

I nodded my head in response. I don't want to be rude but I'm not really in the mood. I haven't had a goodnight sleep since Luke left me here yesterday afternoon. The room next to mine kept playing the same music over and over again until this morning when I got a call from the headmistress to meet her in her office at exactly 8AM. 

"The classes will commence tomorrow, so first things first, you need to have your uniform." 

Uniform? Interesting! In Italy, we use regular clothes but a uniform doesn't sound too bad since for me it means fewer chores because I don't have to do laundry every now and then. 

We entered an office and a woman in her 50s approached us. She looked a little bit older than the headmistress but her features are softer than the headmistress, this one looks nice. She immediately smiled and took this thingy around her neck which looked like some kind of a measuring tool, I guess?

"You are so skinny, are you eating well, young lady?"

Ms. Nisha smiled and I just pouted as I nod my head. I eat a lot and when I say a lot, I mean it but I guess this is my normal body already.

She measured my waist, my bust, my shoulder, my knee, and my arms and writing each measurement in her little notebook. Once she's done she fix her eyeglass and looked at her notebook.

"You may come back this afternoon for your uniform."

I nodded and Ms. Nisha bid her goodbye to the woman.