The Good Girl In The Bad Boys School

Chapter 1 - Awkward Plane Situations

I was at the airport with my strange and loving family. Gate B was closing in 5 minutes, which means it was time for me to leave. My older brother, my younger sister, my mother and my father bundled me up, hugging me in a warm and suffocating way. As they loosened their grips, dad got me by the shoulders again, giving me some of his memorisable (note sarcasm) prep talk.

''No boyfriends, not unless I approve, I love you Arial.'' My dad was always over protective but that was his way of showing his love for me. Mum patted my dad's back while hugging me once more.

''I love you sweetie, behave, be a lady.'' She kissed me on the forehead while pushing me onto Jade and Neon.

I kissed Jade telling her to do well at school and I angled my body to face Neon. I teasingly punch him in the arm before bear hugging him as well. ''I'll be visiting you, make us proud you idiot.'' He said while scouring my hair. I punched him in the arm again, this time with more force.

''Look what you did you toad!'' My hair frizzed from the friction between his hand and my head. He rubbed his elbow, trying to reduce the redness I caused.

''Gosh, no need to be a bi_'' Dad wacked Neon on the head, directing him to shut it. I laughed while walking through the entry way. ''I love you guys, I'll see you in a couple of weeks!'' I waved a finally goodbye before going into the 'no turning back' zone. My plane ticket navigated me to a 2 seater next to the windows. After placing my carry-on luggage in the over head compartments, I settled myself down in my seat while taking out the Royal Prince Institute's official brochure. This gave me deja vu's of the day before yesterday.

As I returned from my afternoon shift, there was an RPI envelope placed on my study table. I opened it, guessing I had been rejected. But I wasn't, instead, I'd received a full scholarship to the Royal Prince Institute.

 I scanned the letter, photo shopping some particular words and then showing it to my parents. The RPI is a boarding school mainly for the most rich and brightest.

I had been wanting to study here since last summer, the better education the more money right? Well, living with a half disintegrating house and an ill sister, what other choice did I have?

After getting the all clear from my parents, I packed my belongings, ready for the action packed adventure I had ahead of me. I created a 'must bring' list, ticking off all the objects I already had. Concentrated sports bras, temporary facial hair, bandages (for constricting my breast), male wigs and baggy clothing......

There was something missing.

I picked up a bag of tampons, shoving it deep inside my suitcase.

''Ha-ha.'' I said aloud and at that very moment I was brought back into reality.

A guy, about my age stared at me strangely. His electric grey eyes left shivers on my skin. I was subconsciously staring at the ceiling, laughing in a psychopathic way. He had every right to think I was crazy, I mean, who wouldn't? His well toned body carefully approached the seat next to mine, I gave him a creepy smile and he returned it with a weak nod.

Great, hottie here probably thinks your retarded.

There was no doubt about it, the guy was stunning but with his body language, I knew for a fact that he was rude or somewhat arrogant. He was pretty on the outside but he was ugly in the in, as all the popular people in middle school were. I fondled with the lunch table, prepping it closed for the emergency flight prac. As I did, my index finger had become jammed in-between the lock and the table. I pulled my finger out, cursing as I did.

''Son of a hole!'' I held my hand, trying to soften the throbbing. The lad next to me and some near by passengers looked at me, dumbfounded with my language. The guy besides me asked if I was okay, not that he cared, I bet he was asking only to stabilize his appearance.

''Yeah, I'm fine.'' I said in a squeaky voice.

I opened my bag, retrieving 2 band aids, I wasn't bleeding or anything, band aids just seem to lessen the pain. I placed the sticky pleasures onto my finger, trying to cover up the bruising.

Great, not only does he think you're retarded, but he probably thinks you're stupid too.

As the dude besides me went into the bathroom, I glanced at his bag pack, finding his name written on the zip. Xavier McQueen. Well, guess I'm going Facebook stalking tonight.

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''Everyone.'' The captain spoke through a speaker. ''Please ensure that you have turned off all electric equipment and that your tables and chairs are now upright. 15 minutes until landing in London.'' I took off my sleeping mask, rehearsing the plan I had inside my head.

Okay, you go into the women's bathroom, you cross dress as a guy, you come out and then we go and find your aunt.

''Okay, woman, guy, bathroom, you got it.'' I breathed out, only mumbling some certain words. Xavier looked at me shocked at my choice of wording again. He reminded me of my brother, rude, uncertain and somewhat loving. I smiled at him again and he returned my gesture with nothing. He ignored me, pretending as if I wasn't even here. I recalled my sentence, finally understanding why he wasn't responding.

I mentally slapped myself. Now he thinks that I'm a whore. Any confidence I had in me was now gone, my embarrassment got my cheeks flushed pink and my heart beat double time. My reputation was sitting on a fine layer of ice. I turned away, engrossing myself with the scene. The view was magnificent! Everyone's attention had been transferred to either the London Eye or the Big Ben. Everyone's besides mine, my eyes emerged on a building similar to the queens. The RPI had me squealing and bubbly in the inside.

I couldn't wait!

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