Emblem

I cannot believe this. My mind is racing minutes. Miles. I'm here, I made it. I Rose Stephens am in EMBLEM. I walked straight to a taxi over looking anyone to see if I looked out of place, I told him my new address and he sped off cursing at everyone who dared cutt him off. I was freaked by the time I got to my place.  I looked at the castle in front of me and sweared. This was Harry Styles's home. I coouldn't believe what my mum got me into, I cannot live with thee Harry Styles. I have to get out of here, but as soon as I turned to swear at the taxi driver for sending me to the wrong house I heard a voice.

"Dear, Dear, are you Rose Stephens?" asked a young but sturn looking lady maybe over the age of forty.

"Y-yes m'aam, thats me." I tried to force a smile on my face while i shook her hand but it was not happening.

"C'mon sweet pea we're going to be late." she gexstured to with her arms to follow her, while the butler that I now seemed to notice grabbedmy one handed bag.

"So heres your room, if you have any questions please feel free to ask." she walked away as if she had no cares in the world. I looked at the room and nearly fainted this was twice as big as my house. She gave me a tour of the house, but skipped a haallway, you could hear faint moaning. I got my books out and began studying, I needed to know everything. I have to be ahead of the teachers and students. I cannot let them swallow me, think less of me. I grabbed a pencil and looked around the room for paper. No hope. I walked out to my door and into the library. There has to be paper in here somewhere, I looked all around until I heard footsteps, I hid beneath a desk and quietly peaked. Harry Styles was standing only a few feet away from me, I focused on my breathing, trying to keep it even. 

"Baby, what are you doing out of bed, I missed you." a loud and squeaky voice came through the hall way.

"I'm looking for a book Amie, I actually want to pass this semester, I don't feel the need to ask your dear old pops to pass me again. He looked annoyed.

 I was getting tired of being on my toes from squatting, and right as I was about to sit down on the floor, the chair moved and squeaked to the other side. 

"shit!"

"Who's there, come out!" Harry yelled. oh shit, he is pissed.

"I-its u-uhm Rose. Rose Stephens, the scholarship girl." I stood up grabbing the edge of the desk and looked down at my shoes somehow fascintated that I didn't know I needed new ones.

"Who are you? and why aren't you looking at me. Do you not have any respect, for the son of a king who took you under his wing." He was standing in front of me. I didn't know where I got the courage to look him in the eye and reply with,

" I only give respect, to people who respect me, regardless of class." My chin was held eye, and I can sense a slight amusement in his eyes. 

"Well what were you doing Rose Stephens?" He circled her looking up and down to try and get a view of her mark, but it was nowhere in sight.

'I needed some paper to write my asignment for English, but I couldnt find any." I replied not looking away from his eyes.

"Well you see Rose, this is my library, which only I can enter and I sugge-" before he could finish his sentence, Rose said,

"Well then, what is she doing in here?" I noticed the print of the girl that called after Harrys tattoo, on her neck right before her collar bones. A pidegeon .

"I am his fiance, and Soulmate and we have three months till the wedding. I am allowed anywhere." She said not letting harry reply.

"But I thought Harry had a Rose on his left hand crawling down his arm?" I asked astounished that she could deny her tattoo.

"I do."She replied as fast as when I had finished talking, she pointed to her right hand and there it was. A rose. That can't be right, my tattoo is a rose exactly like Harrys. Thats the only reason I was named rose. I couldnt reply to anything but just ran out and went straight into my room.