Chapter 7

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  The Formal Introduction II

Jamie's POV

Amia Arts Royal Academy

A prestigious ,well-respected and very expensive school,known to create a true artists.You can never just got into our school without passing the basic requirements: First,Talent,second,Brain,the last  but definitely not the least is Money.

A lot of money.

My alarm buzzes loudly from my room took me out of my reverie.I turn down the shower and took the towel and wrap it around my body.

It's already 7 in the morning,I should probably get going,I walk towards my cabinet,pick my undergarments and hop on it and do the same to my uniform,I stand in front of the mirror examining my body,I always liked our uniform,its just simple as it can be,White blouse with pink-checkered linings along the collar and the  sleeves,a pink-chekered bow and a pink-chekered pleated skirt that reached 1 inch below my knee,pretty girlish right? But I dont care,I like it that way,I paired it with black doll shoes that just complemented with the color of my uniform.

I pick up the hair brush and runs it in my long chesnut-brown hair,I put on some face powder and spray my body with cologne,I glance once more at my whole appearance and when I felt the contentment I grab my bag and immedietely run out my apartment.

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"And 1,and 2 and 3 and turn"

Im currently walking my heels on the Dancing Class Department,when I saw Mrs.Grahambell inside a room I am passing by,she's pretty much of dedicated to her work here in our school,I can say she's one hell of an instructor,as far as I remember she's already teaching here for almost 2 decades,she's tough,some of the instructors here in our school dont usually lasts that long,they only stay for,I think,5,7 years? Then ,they'll eventually dropped out,for some reasons,but Mrs.Grahambell? well she has the stamina ,I can say.

You're probably curious why I am in this department,well ,as part of my daily routine,Im on my way to James's Department,yeah I know,Im one hell of a stalker,but hey,you cant blame me,I only do it for love.

I stopped,here I am,Drawing Art Department,yeah ,you read it right,James is an Artist,you know for this kind of stuff,His hands is a gift from God.I always love his work,Im always present in their Department exibitions,and I always buy almost all of his work of art,yeah,only almost I want to buy it all,but My God,each one really costs a fortune.I already had 70's of his artwork in my apartment and Im kinda proud of that yeah I am.

I sneek a little peek on their classroom,I saw him concentrating on his work,its like his painting a girl or something,but still I know it will turn into a wonderful piece of art again ,as usual.I giggled to myself,as I came up to an idea,Im gonna buy that one,on their next exibition.

I stand there for a little longer,a smile is still plastered in my face,when someone just clear his or her? throat behind me,I turn and my jaw dropped as in litterally,a Goddess is standing in front of me,Patrice Madison,the campus queen,She is known with her obviously beautiful face and talent,and unluckily she is James's classmate.I just hope that he didnt fall for her charm,that would be the end of the world for me.

"Uhm ,do you need something?".She asked me,looking so confused why Im peeking inside their room.

"I..err,no not really".God,why did I stutter?Did I just starstrucked by her beauty? Hell no.

"Ow,then.. why the hell are you standing there?Are you stalking someone here?".She hissed

I completely in a state of shock,her attitude totally doesnt deserve her face.Is she for real?

"What? no!".I answered with high tone.

"Then,get your ass out of my way!"

"Fine,you dont have to shout on me,I can clearly hear you."I said,very annoyed.

She didnt even answer back,instead she just roll her eyes and walk pass me and then pause for a while then look in my eyes and mouthed 'bitch'

What the hell!! I used to think she's a nice one,because the way she talks in the crowd,she's so innocent like an angel,well I guess Im wrong all this times,She's a Fraud!I totally hate her now.

My mind is still in state of shock for what just happened.I shake my head and put myself together to get out my trance,I look at my wrist watch.

Damn it!

Im already 15 minutes late for my class,thanks to Ms.Hey-Im-beautiful-and-talented-and-you-cant-tell-im-just-a-wolf-in-a-sheep's-clothing also known as Patrice Madison.Pssh.

I run as fast as I could to our department,It's quite far from Drawing Art Dep. I pause for awhile,catching my breath.I fix my uniform and continue to walk,well,aren't you going to ask what department I belong?

I stopped,here I am.

Music Department

Yeah ,you read it right,Im a proud member of this awesome department,you might be thinking that I am like those aspiring,very talented singer ,

well

You are damn right!Dont get me wrong,Im not trying to brag,but that is really what I am.Everyone said that whenever they hear me singing.

I heaved a deep sigh.Im now standing in front of my classroom,I grab the knob and turn it slowly to make the door open,I tip-toe to walk towards my chair,Im one step away to my chair..

"Ms.Cullins,you are late!".I let out a sigh,I wasnt aware I am holding,as I hear the husky voice of Mr. Arthur ,our instructor.

"Im sorry sir". I answered with low tone voice ,facing the floor.

"I do not tolerate late students Ms. Cullins,now get yourself settled down."

I just nod without even looking at him,I sat down at my chair,just next to Meks.

Speaking of my bestfriend,she is also a talented singer ,like me *insert smirk here* but our voice quality are much different,her's is for Ballad  and mine is for RNB.

"Hey woman,what the hell happen to you the other night,Ive waited for you until midnight." Meks asked me,in a low voice trying not to catch any attention except mine.

I let out a breath,thinking of what to  answer in her question,

"Hey,you screwed up,didn't you?".Meks arched an eyebrow while crossing her arms in her chest.

"No,I didn't screwed up,well .. err... a little."I said,trying to hide the little fear in my voice.I know she will freak out if I told her what really happened,but I need to be honest to her she's my bestfriend.

"A little? what do you mean by that? You still screwed up,didn't you?".I hate her when she's being a persistent.

I groan of frustration."Fine," I start,"He caught me sleeping in
.."

"What!!!"

Everyone's attention was turned to Meks,I look at Mr.Arthur,he's a bit shock you can say that in his slightly parted lips.

Yeah,great Meks,so much for not getting anyone's attention.*sigh*

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