The Weekend

School

  Sitting in the car , feeling the wind in my hair. My brother singing to the song blasting on the car stereo .My family is making me go to this fucking boarding school. I just wanted to live the normal life and not have the responsibly of being a royal. Being royal follows you everywhere you go, even if i try to be normal i cant. Nobody ever does treat me like a person either , they are either walking on eggshells or they just agree with me completely like they have no brain on thier own. We get to the gate of the this school and it opens ad lets us drive in. My brother parks the car in the front and he gets out ,

"Well Little bro, this is hillerska!" he says " the girls will be on their knees for you the moment you look at them" He winks and i roll my eyes." Oh cheer up, come on "

We walk to the door and open the door , their are people lined up and we walk down the line and shake their hands, They are teachers and head masters. All of a sudden a guy comes to erik and hugs him.

"Erik! your finally back!" he says

"hello Wilhelm, I'm august" he has his hand out, i shake his hand.

"August is like family to me so if you need anything , hes your guy!" he says as he ruffles his hair.

"well guys let go! they are performing for you!" august says as he leads us in the this big building, everybody looks at us as we walk down the ale, whispers. We get to the front and im in the middle of them. The choir start to come in and this girl waves at my brother and he waves back

"god if her head wasn't that good, i honestly would dump her" he whispers to us.

Sometimes i question my brother and his way of thinking, he never use to be like this ,once he went to this school , he changed. I still love him to the death and look up to him .

The choir starts singing.. wow whose voice is that.. i look at my brother and then august to see if they heard it to but they are just chilling, i look to see who is singing and wow.. its like a voice of a angel. his smile when he sings...it makes me feel happy, i can feel myself smile with him. Once the choir was done i felt myself just looking at this guy, i want to know who this person is. They walk off stage and everybody starts to get up to leave.

"who was that guy singing" i ask them

"oh its some non boarder.. you know welfare kid" August says and Erik laughs.

They lead me to my room and hand me a key.

"well. bro this is your room and lucky you have it to yourself, me and august are upstairs in room 24 so if you need us , we will be there". he pats me on back" see you at dinner" he leaves.

I go into the room and look around, its very plain and dull. i put my bags down and sit on the bed. This is going to be a very long year.... i feel a tear go down my face.. sometimes i can feel lonely in moments like this. i wipe it away quickly and get ready for dinner.

I walk into the dining room where they have a huge table with chairs lined, i see my brother and go to him

"where can i sit? i say

"Oh well you are a 1st year so at the end of the table so sorry bro" he says

I walk down and find a seat , the boys are looking at me with backs straight. 'oh god here we go' "so how are things ran here" they tell me a schedule,

"nice sounds so fun" i say sarcastic,

"yeah..yeah ..yahh.. so much fun" they say right away. My point proven.

The next day in class they are talking debates and I've always been interested in the topics but i cant ever comment. i hated i couldn't have opinions on certain things.. its looked down in the royal court.