Midnight Academy

Chapter Three

Hey. Tired. Going to bed after this chapter. ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

~*~*Chapter Three~*~*

~*~*Rachel's POV~*~*

I woke up in a nice comfortable lying next to a shirt less teenage boy. Oh shit! This is the boy from last night. The one I had the starring contest with, that oddly felt soothing and welcomed. Is he seriously my fucking roommate? There must have been a mistake, right? Wrong. Why the hell would they give me the wrong room?

I sighed an pushed myself off the bed and walked into the closet and gasped. There were so many uniform's. Bout twenty identical blue plaid skirts, white blouses, blue button up skirts, headbands, penny loafers (I used to go to a private school, and that's what you had to wear), and a couple plaid ties. (Didn't have to wear ties, but it finishes the outfit.) Not to mention all the knee length white sock's. Man those skirts were going to be short on me, probably going just below high thigh.

I grabbed one of each except for the headband, and walked into the bathroom. After I got out of the shower I blow dried my hair pulling it up into a high pony tail, applied mascara, eye liner, silver eye shadow, and silverish lip gloss and walked down to the kitchen.

I had to stop mid-step to keep from ramming into a still shirtless chest. Damn. Why me? Then again, why not me? It just always seems to be only me. I already hate this place. If only mom still didn't love my abusive father in some way. Then I wouldn't be forced to attend this stupid place.

"Are you going to keep standing there, or are you going to go eat some egg's?" The boy I now remembered was known as Jared asked.

"I-I'm allergic to egg's."

"Oh. Do you want me to make you some pop tarts or something?"

"I can make some myself thank you though Jared." I said walking past him stopping and gasping when my arm lands on his chest by accident. I look up into his piercing green eyes and get lost in the twisting emerald. He finally looks away and I stare at the back of his head before walking into the pantry.

"Second shelf to the left." I heard him shout from the able.

"Thanks."I yell back trying to sort my thoughts.

I walk out of the pantry and got a small glass of milk and went to the table with the pop tart not cooked and ate with my iPod playing in my ears. I quickly finished and ran to the living room grabbing my bag that I sling over my shoulder and walk into the kitchen again turning my iPod off.

"Uh...Jared...I-I know we don't know each other, but my mom hasn't bought me a car yet. Could you give me a ride to school?" I asked standing awkwardly against the door frame.

"Sure. Go on out. I just have to get my bag and keys and I'll be right there. Kay?"

"Kay." I said turning toward the door ad walking out to be met with a red 2010 Honda civic. Sheesh. His parents must be rich or something. I mean, who can seriously afford a brand new car? Right. Everyone here can. Except me. Just my luck.

I got into the passenger seat and not even two minutes later the drivers door opened and in Jared started backing the car out of the drive way. That was a short drive to. Tn minutes. If we would've walked it would've taken twice that time, maybe three times, or even four.

I walked in and saw tones of kids all staring at me. What? Do they have some sort of staring problem? I mean, seriously. I heard a growl come from behind me, and everyone instantly looked away. Okay, that was weird. This will most certainly be a fun year.