Chapter 1

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"Don't make me go Dad!" I whined standing in the door way.

"I have no chose Meg. You just got kicked out of your third boarding school. I need to be able to keep an eye on you." My father replied. He is the Dean of The Regis School, or you might know it by its nickname The Reject School. I'm about to become the newest reject.

"Fine then." I complained and threw my suitcase in the truck.

I walked to the front of the car and stopped at the mirror to take a look at my self. I saw my long brown hair that would usually be down at my mid back but it was in a ponytail, and my dark brown chocolate eyes. I was normal height for my age maybe even a little short. I was also a major trouble maker.

I sat down in the front seat and slammed the door shut as my dad sat down in the driver seat. He started to drive as I dozed off.

"Megan! Wake up we're here!" My dad shouted at me. I looked up at the huge building in front of me. I grabbed the handle and opened the door.

I walked to the back of the car, opened the truck, and grabbed my suitcase. My father joined me as he walked me to my room. He some how convinced the head master to let me come here. So I am now the only girl at this stupid school.

As we walked down the halls full of boys I received many confused looks. We finally reached my room at the end of the hall. My dad unlocked the door and said "Here's your room."

I walked into the room and flopped down on the bed. "Okay I'll let you settle in. Don't forget classes start Monday." My father said as he closed the door behind him. It was Saturday and I hated this Saturday.

I just layed their for a few minutes until I finally decided to go explore the campus. I walked out of my room but that only earned me more confused looks.

Then the door to the room right next to mine opened. "Well hello." The boy said. He looked me up and down then held out his hand. "The names Joey Trotta."

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