Grace*
I get out of the car, the car door already opened by my driver Jace. "Thank you" I say nodding my head at him, reaching up to my face he gently tucks my hair behind my ear "always, Angel"
He turns around ready to go back to the driver's seat "Jace" I whisper looking down at the ground, fuck when did I become shy, what has he done to me.
He turns back around "Yes, angel?" I look up at him, engulfing him in a hug. I've always hated hugs but Jace's hugs are so warm and comforting. "I love you" I whisper against his chest. "I love you too" he whispers, tracing the scar on my arm, a bullet scar, gently placing his head on top of mine.
Jace is like a second father to me, though he's only supposed to be my guard he has become so much more than that. He's my father without the same blood, I'd sacrifice my life for him, I already did.
I love him so much, he taught me how to feel. Don't get me wrong I love my parents and brothers but they always try keeping me safe at all costs, Jace doesn't forget that I can fight, he knows I can save myself, they forget I'm as strong as they are.
I gently pull away from his comforting embrace and look up at him "promise you'll call me?" I whisper, fuck I hate being weak. "I promise, angel"
I hold my pinky finger up which he wraps his finger around, making a pinky promise. He gently kisses my forehead one last time before turning around for real this time.
All of my suitcases have been sent up to my dorm, so now I have one less problem to deal with.
My parents payed extra for me to get a dorm on the top floor. Supposedly they are fancier, safer and have a bathroom connecting to the dorms. Thank god I don't have to share a bathroom with loads of pigs.
They told me their principessa only gets the best of the best which I knew there where no fighting it from the start.
My phone starts buzzing in my pocket, I place my hand into my pocket swiftly pulling my phone out and placing it against my ear "who's this?" I answer the call, my voice and face now void of any emotion they might off had.
"Wow so much for being your big brother" my brother says along with a chuckle. My tense shoulder immediately relax and I let out a deep breath "yes I'm sorry" I say my voice still void of emotion.
"I just wanted to check up on you, principessa" he softly says like I'm a lost child "I'm good, I just arrived and was about to go to the principal" I roll my eyes as he keeps waisting my time
"is it okay if I call you later? Thanks, love you" I hang up before he can answer, putting my phone back into its pocket.
I walk into the school having the map already memorized in my mind, I go in and walk forward, take a left, keep walking forward, another left, and I'm here.
I look up and I'm met with a huge sign 'principals office' couldn't of made it more obvious.
I roll my eyes before kicking the door open, it slams against the wall immediately from the force of my kick.
My eyes connect with an old lady's "where's the principal?" I ask void of any emotion "right in that door" she responds shakily seeming scared causing another eye roll from me.
I nod and walk into his office "Remember to knock Lan-" he cuts himself off "I'm sorry, you must be Grace Caldwell" his voice turns professional immediately.
I only nod not feeling like using my voice "Very well, take a seat" he gestures to one of the two chairs opposite of his desk. I walk over, sitting down on the chair to the right, folding one leg over the other.
"Your dad Ivan Caldwell sent you here right?" He receives a nod in response from me. "He informed us you will be going by the name Grace Ashford for your safety" I nod.
Ashford was my mums maiden name before she married dad. They sent me here with the intention of keeping me safe, which also means going by another name as Caldwell is quite famous for obvious reasons.
With a sigh from the principal he opens his drawer taking a time table out. He hands it to me "this is your time table which will also be containing our rules, I've looked at your old school records and we expect better here.
Are you to break the rules the punishment will be chosen how we see fit along with a call to both of your parents. Understood?" He says sternly seeming like an attempt of scaring me?
I look into his eyes and nod in response before standing up and walking out. The old lady looks at me and gives me a soft smile, I give her a nod of acknowledgment before walking out to the hallways again.
This time I decide to actually look around me, admiring the aesthetic. The whole place is a white and a cream color with hints of gold scattered around the room.
Fancy as everything else in my life, an eye roll itching my eyes but I stop myself. All I've ever known is fancy it can get pretty tiring.
I walk out of the school and to the dorm building.
The dorms are in a different building along with the teachers room, luckily the teachers rooms are on the first floor while my room is on the fifth floor.
I feel another buzz in my pocket, grabbing my phone I open the massage.
-Your car has arrived.
I don't respond and put my phone back into its pocket. I finally arrive at the dorm building, walking in and taking a right straight away having memorized the dorm building too. My parents wanted me to know all exits just in case.
Walking down the hallway I see a group, some of them having a girl next to them. I roll my eyes and go to walk past them but one of them grabs my wrist, their leader I'm guessing.
"Who do we have here?" He says cockily a stupid smirk on his ugly face. "None of your business" I try walking away in order to not start a fight, but he only tightens his grip on my wrist.
"Not so quick there, doll, tell us your name hm?" The leader stares into my eyes again trying to intimidate me. "Fuck this" I mutter under my breath
"What was tha-" I shut him up with a punch square in the jaw. His grip on my wrist immediately losen, making me rip my hand away from him straight away.
His whole group stares at me, eyes wide. His hand is now resting on his face putting pressure on his jaw, my ring might of cut him, oh well not my problem.
"Oh you fucking bitch" He raises his voice, his group takes a step away from him shakily. Are they scared really?
I tilt my head to look up at him giving him a fake smile and a wave before I turn around and walk of to the elevator.
"You're gonna regret that, mark my words" He yells from behind me. I raise my hand giving him the middle finger without looking back at him.
I arrive at the elevator and push the button, the doors opening immediately. I enter the elevator and click on the top floor, feeling the elevator moving under my feet almost straight away.
I arrive at the top, walking out and towards my room. I look at the golden signs next to the doors and I also look around the walls noting the cameras.
Harper Milton and Grace Ashford.
No middle names, good to know. I grab the card attached to the time table and swipe it right above the door handle.
Click, and the door opens ajar. I pull it fully open and walk in, slamming the door shut behind me.
I take a quick look over the room, plain white walls, two beds, two desks, a door leading to the bathroom and a door leading to a closet I'm guessing.
The beds are pushed against the walls on either side of the room, between the beds are the desks and the windows. There is one door on each wall with the bed, I'll check those out later.
My roommate's side of the room is decorated while mine is plain, the only things there are my suitcases.
I walk over to my side and sit down on the bed. This is going to be an interesting new chapter in my life, isn't it?
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