He left me blood red rose

Emory's pov.

My new school was huge. It honestly looked like a elementary school, a middle school, and a collage campus all put together. Nope. It was just a high school... That they probably put millions into building. I walk through the grand entrance. It took me a while to find the main office. I walk on white marble, my shoes clicking. This alerted the three women working at the front desk. The first opened her mouth to greet my I guess but was interrupted my the last women in the row. "May I help you child?" She said sharply. I straitened up and adjusted the strap on my shoulder. "I'm Emory Thompson and I'm new here. Would you mind getting my schedule?" The women looked me up and down and instead of responding, replied," don't wear your hair like that tomorrow," she said looking me up and down. I decided I didn't like her. "My schedule ma'am," I said slightly coping her tone. I gave her a half smile. She trumped in her chair and started writing an email to someone. After around five minutes of this I sight loudly. She turned in her chair to face me. She gave me the death stare. "What are you still doing here?!" She snapped. I smiled sweetly and spoke with venom that no one but her would be able to pick up. "It appears you forgot to hand me my schedule." She practically snarled as she got up. With practically ever step she took, she sighed as if she was going to die if she took another step. I almost laughed. She got my schedule out of the printer and slammed it on the desk. I took it off if the desk and thanked her and smiling brightly. I turned and walked out. I walked a while and then stopped in an empty hall. The whole school looked lien a castle. I almost felt like a princess in it. I sighed and leaned against a wall I let myself slide down it till my butt hit the floor. I took off my bag and looked down at my schedule.