Shhh... Keep it down. I'm hiding from The Bulletproof Boyz. It is only my 1st day in Crow Tit High School. How will I get through my life in this new town?! Come and run with me... let's go!
NOTE: This is my 1st time writing a Fan Fiction. Please fo...
Many thoughts run through my mind. What if the students there knew I was from Lemonade Flower? Would they look down at me? What if they pick on me? I don't want their pity and making me run errands. I doubt I would even make any friends.
Uncle Amos: Snow, just to let you know, you will definitely love Swallowtail Papillon. Don't worry about school. If there any problem, I would be here to help. I am the Mayor! Hehehe!
I gave an awkward smile as he looked at me through his rear mirror of his car. I bet the worrisome look was shown on my face. I hope he is right about that. Apart from my uncle being the mayor of the town, I can just keep low profile about me who is from Lemonade Flower. That way they wouldn't know much about me. Just a girl who came to this dull town for education and off I go back to my parents. That's if Lemonade Flower didn't really turn to a Power Plant.
Uncle Amos: Here we are! Welcome to Swallow Papillon Town. Where your dreams come true...or not...
I looked out my window. The town wasn't as bad as I thought. There wasn't much people around. Just a few cars passing by. Some shops were open. The sky wasn't as grey as they say. Just peaceful and quiet.
We finally reached Crow Tit High School. My heart is pumping harder as I took a few deep breaths. Uncle Amos park his Mercedes car right in front of the entrance despite that there were just a few cars in the parking lot. I guess that's the pros of being a mayor. I got out of the car and the chilly air start to set in. I quickly put on my hoodie. Burrr... It is really cold here. I saw my uncle went to the back of the car and took out a bouquet of roses.
Uncle Amos: Come on Snow! We got quite a lot of stuff to do to get you enrolled in.
We waked in the main entrance and I was not surprised at how the school was built. The walls were plain mismatched colour with the red lockers. There were writings and drawings on the walls. Most of them were not nice to read and looked at. The white lights on the ceiling gave a horror movie atmosphere. There isn't anyone here at the moment. My guess they were in class. We hurried into the admin office situated nearby.
Uncle Amos: Good day Cecelia! Don't you think it is such a wonderful day!
Cecelia was the only clerk at the counter. She was small built and has her hair tied to a messy bun. She dressed in a white collar blouse and knee length black skirt. She adjusted her big round glasses as she looked up from her computer screen.
Cecelia: Good day Mr Mayor. I hope this isn't one of your tricks to barge into Miss Hamlet's office. She is a very busy women and hasn't got any time to go on dates.
Uncle Amos: Oh! You must be referring to these roses. No No No... I really have my niece here. She will be staying in this town for real! I am officially enrolling her here.
Snow: Hi! *Waves shyly at Cecelia*
Cecelia: Hmm...very well then...please wait a moment...
She left her spot and proceed to the principal's office. Uncle Amos turned to me while heaving a big sigh of relief. So that's what those roses are for. No wonder he looks all anxious on the way to the office. What's up with him and the principal?
Cecelia went out of the door and give us the cue to go in. Uncle Amos checked his hair that is neatly done and clear his throat. He took a deep breath and we entered together.
Uncle Amos: Mary! How wonderful to see you?! After all this time you tried to avoid me, I can finally see your beautiful face. These roses are for you My Lady.
The principal rolled her emerald eyes as she received the bouquet from him. She has long bright red hair that reaches her shoulder. She pulled all back with a blue headband. She has a figure of a model and was wearing a dark green dress with grey cardigan over it. She looks like in her 30's with the thick red lips.
Miss Hamlet: Thank you for the roses, Mr Mayor. Please have a seat both of you.
Uncle Amos: *Blush* Please just call me Amos. We do know each other. There is no need for any hierarchy here.
Miss Hamlet: Whatever *whispers to herself* Well... you must be Miss Snow Black. My name is Miss Mary Hamlet. I am the principal of Crow Tit High School. Please address me as Miss Hamlet. Hmm...* looking through the report in the files* Fresh from Lemonade Flower Town. Such a shame that it has to be demolished. I heard wonderful things about it from Amos...I mean... Mr. Mayor. It is too bad I can't visit the town.
This is the 1st time I have ever seen my uncle grinning from ear to ear. I bet he bought those flowers on the way here while I was sleeping in the car. How embarrassing. Miss Hamlet has this charismatic aura as she went through my school report. No wonder my uncle was crazy in love.
Miss Hamlet: From what I read, you have very good grades but just need a little pushing to be better. Perhaps you can try joining one of our clubs here to add more to your portfolio. Since you entered many competition in writing, you can join our Editor's Club. Oh and our school needs to gain reputation. So we expect one of our students to go to university.
To be honest, writing is just my hobby. My parents just told me to give a try and I send in my stories to the competition. I just got a lot free time to spare when writing out my stories. It is a trial and error for me. I never won anyone of those. Anyway another fact about me, I never thought of going to university. I just thought of helping my parents run their business after I graduate. You know like inheriting their treasure. Perhaps one day, I could go back after I graduate from this school.
Snow: Umm...thank you... I will try my best in any way I can. Actually I can...
Uncle Amos: Of course our dear Snow is able to go to university. This is what the school and the town needs. Don't worry your uncle is THE MAYOR of this town. *winks at Miss Hamlet*
Miss Hamlet: * Clears her throat* Here are some paper that I need you to fill up and sign. We will email your schedule by tonight. You can get your school books from your homeroom teacher.
As we were filling up our information, there was knock on the door.
Cecelia: Miss Hamlet, Seokjin is here to see you.
A boy came into the room. His brown hair gel up to the side. At one glance, you can tell he is so handsome with his good built shoulders. His hands were in his pocket as he walk through the room like a model.
Jin: Good day Miss Hamlet. How can I help?
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