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Don't look Nat, DON'T LOOK! But too late, I already peered at the guys staring at me from across the compartment.
Honestly, it isn't like they've never seen a girl yet, right? I asked myself but of course, who would expect a girl to be seated
in the first class, luxury jet of the prestigious Wakefield Academy, an elite boarding school for boys? Well, not me. I have and
never will have dreamed to be sitting directly in front of the most gorgeous guys I have ever seen. But as they say, fate is really unpredictable.
WHo would have guessed that I, Natalia Isabella Salvatore, would be forced to attend Wakefield?
Certainly not me, again.
A "Hey" from someone brought me out of my musings. I focused my eyes in the direction where that voice came from
and what I saw made my voice lock in my throat. There stood the most handsome man I have ever seen, clad in what I seem to guess
as designer clothes. Just by looking at his outfit one can tell that he's loaded. But everything seems to pale into insignificance once you see
his face, a face of a god. With olive skin, black hair and impossibly blue eyes as deep as the Mediterranean Sea, he could probably make girls
stutter around him by just a simple smoldering of the eyes. I noticed him looking at me strangely then I realized he was probably
waiting for me to return his greeting.
"Hi!" I immediately said. God Nat, since when were you intimidated by a guy, no matter how heavenly they look like?!
"So...I'm Gabriel Silvestro" god guy said. He was immediately followed by his equally gorgeous friends.
"Sup, I'm Justice Wyatt" a cute surfer-dude type of guy said.
"Hiyaah, I'm Remus Lane, the hot one" said a dark-haired guy with an easy smile and I guess, an easier body? Never mind.
"Hello to all of you too, guys. Nice to meet you all" I said with my most winning smile. " What years are you in?" I asked. desperately hoping
that they were Freshmen like me.
"We're all freshmen too!" said a jubilant Justice. "What dorm are you in?"
"Um....I actually don't know yet" I said. Upon receiving my accpetance letter, all I got was my plane ticket and a thick map of the academy.
There were a lot of buildings and 10 of those were dormitories with the names Asgard, Balthasar, Fitzgerald, Hawthorne, Laurence, Pembroke,
Remington,Saville, Vladislav and Wolfe. Each dorm was named after a royal someone and they sounded really formal which got me thinking if Wakefield was
an ultra-strict and cold school.
"Oh" his face was disappointed. "I hoped I might be able to show you around Hawthorne."
"Don't worry," I hurriedly assured him " I might also be in Hawthorne for all you know."
He was immediately comforted by that statement and returned to his "happy place"
After that, we made more small talk but spent almost the whole time in silence, each to our own thoughts.
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LOL...hope you guys enjoyed that first chapter. I'm still contemplating whether I'd continue or make another one;) I know it was a crappy first chapter so I'm making the 2nd chapter worth it, I hope (fingers crossed). Please comment=))
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The Heir's Unintended Roommate
Teen FictionWhat happens if a runaway heiress attends an all-boys academy? TROUBLE. But, what if that heiress becomes the roommate of the guy that she escapes from? MORE TROUBLE.