Newbie (Angela's pov)

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As I walked through the school grounds, my gaze fell on the students in their neatly pressed uniforms. The girl's uniform was a crisp, classic ensemble that exuded both elegance and discipline. They wore white long-sleeve blouses, their collars neatly pressed and cuffs neatly buttoned. Each blouse was paired with a sharp black tie that added a touch of formality. They wore black skirts, short and adorned with distinctive white stripes that added a touch of contrast. Completing the look were long black socks that reached just below the knee and black shoes with a slight lift, polished to a subtle shine.

The boys' uniforms were equally striking in their simplicity and formality. They were short sleeve white shirts, their fabric crisp and fresh, each shirt was secured with a sleek black tie that added a touch of professionalism. The black trousers were well -tailored, falling neatly to the tops of their black shoes, which were polished and slightly glossy.

The buildings of the school rose majestically into the sky, their tall, vintage facades evoking the grandeur of old school English movies. Styled with a castle-like elegance, their featured ornate stonework and towering spires  that hinted at a bygone era of regal architecture. Yet, despite their historical appearance, there was a seamless blend of modernity. Large, contemporary windows were set into the traditional masonry, and sleek, updated amenities peeked out from behind the classic details. The result was a fascinating environment that felt both timeless and forward looking, inviting exploration and sparking a sense of wonder.

I sauntered through the pavements, taking in the sights and sounds of students chattering and birds chirping in a distance.

I finally got to the reception desk where a middle aged woman with short, neatly trimmed blond hair that framed her face with sophistication sat. Her glasses rested comfortably on the bridge of her nose, giving her a look of attentive professional. Her attire was smart yet approachable, reflecting both her role in the school and her personal send of style.

"Good morning," I greeted her with a tender smile.

"Good morning. You must be Angela, our new student," she said with a welcoming smile.

"I am," I quickly replied.

"Okay, fill in this form as I get a student to show you around," she said as she handed me a pen and a form.

"I'll be right back Angela," she said and immediately left.

At the desk it read 'Ms Amber'. Age had maintained an impeccable appearance and workspace. Every element of the environment, from the neatly labelled folders to the polished surface of her desk, spoke to her commitment to maintaining a clean and efficient work area.

"Angela, this is Hakim, our school president," she said as she pointed to the boy beside her.

The school president stood tall and composed, embodying an air of confidence and neatness. His brown skin glowed under the light, complementing his dark, neatly styled hair. His bushy eyebrows framed his expressive brown eyes, which were accentuated by long, sweeping eyelashes. When he smiled, his teeth contrasted vividly with his skin, adding a charismatic touch to his appearance. His overall presentation was polished and professional, reflecting both his leadership role and personal pride.

"Hi Angela, nice to meet you," he said with a friendly tone, bringing out his indian accent. "Welcome to Royals Academy."

"Hi, thank you very much," I said with a slight smile,"I'm so excited."

"That's nice, lemme show you around Angela," he said as he showed me the way.

It took roughly thirty minutes to show me all around school, including the fields, and the pool. The only thing that remained was my room.

Hakim led me to a group of three girls and introduced me. The girl's then introduced themselves one by one.

Rose stood out with her athletic build, remiscent of a dedicated volleyball player, exuding a strong yet graceful presence. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back. Her deep brown eyes set against her dark, flawless skin, shone with a vibrant energy. She wore an array of jewelry that sparkled subtly. Her uniform was neat, perfectly complementing her polished look. Her pink lips, curved into a confident smile, added a final touch of warmth and approachability.

Elsie exuded a striking presence with her long, jet-black hair cascading in sleek waves down her back. Her sharp hazel eyes were piercing and intense, giving her a fierce yet undeniably pretty look. Her fair complexion contrasted beautifully with her hair, and her perfect white teeth flashed in a confident smile. Her perfectly trimmed eyebrows added to her well-groomed appearance, framing her face with precision. Speaking with a distinct English accent, she carried herself with a blend of elegance and edge.

Alex was undeniably captivating, with a beauty that seemed almost otherworldly. Her fair skin had a luminous quality that made her stand out in any crowd. Her ocean blue eyes were deep and mesmerizing, drawing attention with their vivid clarity and warmth. When she smiled, her rabbit-shaped teeth and pink lips created an enchanting contrast, accentuated by her charming dimples. Her long, brunette hair flowed effortlessly, adding a touch of elegance to her appearance. Coupled with her perfect body shape, she exuded a harmonious blend of grace and allure, making her presence truly unforgettable.

"Angela, Elsie will be your new roommate." Hakim said, bringing me back to reality. "Elsie, why don't you show Angela where to place her stuff and where she'll get her uniform." He turned to Elsie as he spoke

"Okay newbie, let's go" said Elsie as she got up from the red leather seats of the resting room.

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