Today I started Olson Academy High. Only privileged kids are able to apply and be taught there. Happily there isn't a dress code but we have to live in dorms and hell knows who I'll be stuck with, all I know is it's a girl named Opal. In honesty I hope people stay away from me. I'm a quiet alternative girl who walks around in long black dresses and teased hair. Fuck everyone because I already know the preppy fucks that are soon to be crawling around. In a few short moments my parents will sign the last paper that sells my innocent soul to this old building. It's October and I just became able to attend here. My parents say goodbye and suddenly the headmistress is leading me down the hallway to the elevator to show me my room. She looked to be around 57 and had said to call her "Mrs. Olson". Guess she owns this damn place. As soon as she lead me to my room, a blonde girl with almost tranquil eyes, thin body and tall height in all pink squealed a welcome. "Elizabeth, this is Opal Thomas, she will be your roommate and I know she can help guide you around. Good luck dear and if you need anything just ask" she spoke with a soft yet stern voice and a small smile that seemingly was showing approval. "Oh and one more thing, my son Richard, lives next door, if you have any problems with him, please tell me" she basically dragged out as if it caused her pain to speak. Should be fun huh...
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Hatefucking or is it love? (Ricky Horror Fanfic)
Fanfiction(This is inspired by a dream I had so I'm going to tailor it to be a longer fan fiction so bear with me and I can also explain when I woke up from it In the comments) High school is hard, especially when you started later in the school year and it'...